push and pull ~ a throwback (2007)

*I wrote this poem in 2007 on a now defunct site once called Yahoo 360*

I’m drawn to you, magnetized by you, enamored with you
Accustomed to you, fed by you, understood by you
I feel you, I see you, I long for you
I’m perplexed by you, confused by you, still I look for you
I push you away
I constantly say
Let's throw this away
But my heart won’t stray
I hate it that
I ignore the fact
I might fall flat
And I feel trapped
Cuz I think of you, I dream of you, I confess to you
I laugh with you, catch feelings with you, play cat & mouse with you
I want you, But I don’t want you, But I do want you
Gotta break from you, Cant escape from you, Wanna fade wit you
I push you away, I push you far away, But I have to say
I wanna pull you to me, Pull you into me, Pull your love to me
I push
I pull
...and I love it!

replacement parts

*written in October 2007*

wasnt shiny and new...pre used is the term

gassed by a few, prone to some wrong turns

not 22's but kept clean, pride in the upkeep

a smooth ride, able to tread rain, snow and sleet

been thru storms but made it out in 1 piece

cracked windows to the soul, now finally seeing peace

was off the lot, no sale...was considering being a collector's dream

u know...once in a while take it for a spin, back in the garage to secretly gleam

a few laid eyes on the body and just had to have her

promised they'd take pristine care of her whatever the matter

all of them turned down, sign reposted, "NO SALE"

then here comes HIM sauntering in with the gust of a sudden gale

stroked the finish, eyed the shine and sunk into the seats

she's not even ignited, yet she still generated heat

this "buyer" not average...seemed like a perfect fit

so he took it for a stroll said, "I'll be back in a bit"

ride was nice and long, but she was cool...it was all hood

his form meshing with the upholstery of her hold like it should

turned on the sound, loving the tunes being played

set on his favorite station, damn this seems custom made

no one but the 2 riding easy on an abandoned street

til he caught the attention of the bystanders in awe of their offbeat

realizing he was flier than he had been anytime before

he considered well, hell...maybe i should go browsing for more

parked her on a quiet street far from traffics blare

while he test drove different whips loving their rides yet unaware

the rarity of the collector's dream is uncomparable to the average find

now he's possibly missed the chance, the owner changing her mind

now he's riding high for now in a joint rented locally

and the dream is put away for him to 1 day hope to see

if he wasnt sure he should've never driven her off the lot

cuz she hasnt been the same since in dire need of replacement parts