In my lovers arms

He holds me tight.
His breath is deep and strong.
My body tangles between somewhere and nowhere,
I can not feel my self.

His arms surround my back, His legs touch my legs, His whole being devours me. I've lost my beginning, my end.

He caresses my face, so softly so gentle.
He gets stronger and brings me closer to his chest,

He touches me again. So soft.
His hand grabs my hair so firm.
He touches me again , so gentle.

His hand slips down my back
and he pulls my waist deep inside him.
I feel I am lost inside his hold.
He will do what he wants and I will do what I can.

In my lovers arms.

MCV

Love is a four letter word

Her eyes hold steady on the horizon. I don't think she blinks. I know she doesn't smile. People pass by . Some stop . Some buy. Some look and some just sigh. A sign tells of a tragic tale of love searching, love found , love lost. Love is a four letter word.

She sells love and she makes you pay . The first time less the second time dear. It will cost you if you come here. Love is a four letter word.

You can't take it with you and you can't leave it here. You can enjoy it but you can - not- keep it. And it will cost you, it will cost your soul. You see, love is a four letter word.

She looks at the horizon she doesn't blink and I know she doesn't smile. Only talks to say something, give directions or to say nothing. By the way she never says hello. Love is a four letter word.

And it doesn't matter where it is or who its with or why it is. You see? First its really something then midway its something else and at the end its just something ...completely else . You see? Love is a four letter word.

Mean bad woman with a body to kill

Excerpts for Romeo's Girls by MCV

She was a mean bad woman with a body to kill. She murdered me daily,physically, spiritually and mentally I didn't know if I should thank God or curse him.

Three months two weeks four days and twelve hours since I met her and now she was dead. I killed her. If the police ever catch me I don't know how I'll plead, insanity , self defense , rage or just bored.

I always thought about the perfect murder . How do you not get caught. Move fast, save some money, change your face, get fake papers and go someplace you never would go. I guess it only works if no one cares too much about you or the victim. At least there is enough time to run.

Where 's that bus?

MCV