My Love is an Ocean of Guilt

My love is an ocean of guilt
Formed by the sweat that runs down her thighs.
Shaped by her lip, the white of her teeth,
Her smile that wriggles across the beach.

The incoming tide drowns my toes,
The skulls she painted with smiles and scorn
In red with silver, crystal eyes
She sparkles with the lies I’ve told!

Her love is an island of pain,
I tried to soothe with blissful breezes,
I tried a balm of clotted cream
The truth is out there, silver plated.

My love is an ocean of guilt,
I sail toy boats along its currents.
Her smile is worth a thousand cuts
From scattered shards of broken mirrors.

All rights Reserved – Alicia Fitton 2015

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Kickstart My Heart

Kickstart my heart with the beat of a drum
Crashed out with guitars halfway through the song
A ballard of love, an epic of loss
Map my life with your lyrics, a story of us.
Chart the rise and the fall, our great dance in and out.
Though I stand all alone, cos that party’s a rout
And your anger, your pain, your deep bitter regret
Cast their notes on my skin like the stain of a debt.
No room for debate, all your feelings for sale,
Your lies down on disc, my truth a betrayal.
Rip me up, brush me off, fly me eons away.
But the album persists, in its echoes you stay.
They map me with your lyrics, a woman declined.
And their spite filled with curses, I wish you’d been kind.
But that’s not how it played, and now I don’t need your song.
Cos the beat’s going forward.
Yes the beat carries on.

All rights reserved – Alicia Fitton 2018

Picture courtesy of Lincerta