Tension

Is he still in love with me?
His eyes say yes,
His action says yes,
Hie touch says yes,
Yet everything is tense

Am I still in love with him,
With all my heart,
With all my breathe,
With all my life,
Yet everything is tense

When will tension stop and our joy will shine through again. Time is being cruel and life is playing jokes.
When everything should be joy,
Why is it so hard, why is there tension at all?

My Body – A Poem

My face is freckled and my teeth are fanged,

My hair is long and I have bangs,

My breasts are large and plump,

They almost slap my knees when I jump.

My stomach pulled in so my figures an eight,

A polite way of saying that I’ve usually overate.

My hips are full and so is my bum,

When I sit on my legs they go completely numb.

Screw my body it’s mind over matter.

Now I better get dieting so I don’t get any fatter.