No End In Sight

The problem with love is that it's no end.
It's just another step forward on the
Journey. As much as you'd like to pretend
The credits will roll and you will be free
When you finally share that climactic kiss
The only thing I can guarantee is
That once you come up for air, all of this
Will still be here, no matter what she says.
And as long as your love may last, the earth
Will still be spinning long after the last
Memory of you has passed. So what worth
Is there in love that's destined for the past?
     It has only the value you give it.
     So don't try to capture love, just live it.

How He Does It

He comes equipped with an "ask forgiveness
Not permission" approach to boundaries.
He simply expects her to acquiesce
And if she gives him an inch, then he'll seize
Everything that lay before him, until
The word "no" finally falls from her lips.
Then his progress will halt, he will sit still,
His hands set like stone held on to her hips.
Though there is no forward motion, reverse
Doesn't begin until she demands it.
I can't comprehend how he can coerce
Them into giving more than they'd permit
     If he were to ask first, but I can tell
     It feels wrong to seduce with the hard sell.

Test of Time

How will our passion stand the test of time?
Will you still want to rest your head on my
Chest and drift into a sleep so sublime
When you've woken so often to a sigh
Of contentment escaping from my lips?
Will we still roar and fuck and sway our way
Through our thousandth night just like when the tips
Of each others' fingers were an array
Of explorers, making maps of the sum
Total of the pleasure found in their quest?
I can't speak for the weeks and years to come,
Life's far too short to turn into a test.
     So take my hand and prepare to ignite.
     We are ready for the future tonight.