Dancing Naked In The Moonlight

One in the same
Uniquely similar
Uncomfortably familiar
Moving full circle 
Like it or not 
It is what it is
Who's who 
And what's what 
Narcissistic dialogue
One of a kind
Feedback loops around
Choking some
Freeing others
Find your niche baby
Hip Hop Bobbysoxer
Bohemian
Beat Generation
Hobo Banshee
Hippie 
Hipster
Generation X or Y 
Shacking up
Hanging out
Free love
Friends with benefits
Friends of friends
Acquaintance
Strangers
One night stand
Hit and run
Blind date 
Hooking up 

What the fuck
All I know is
I'm lost without you...

So here we are
Comparing notes
Black outs
Memory lapse
Morning after 
Some regrets
Holding back
Never say never
No means no
Passive aggressive
Tinder box
Playing with fire
Cradle robber
Erroneous zone
Giving in 
Letting go
Reckless abandon
Counting backward
Keeping score
Fantasy land
Passion pit
Up against a wall...
Recalling it all
Smile wide
Run and hide
Fight or flight
Deny, deny, deny

Dancing naked in the moonlight...

© 2014 TrilbyYates 

Holy Resemblance

Slight of hand with a side twist of fate 
smoke and mirrors up in a puff vaporize 
shifting grey eyes 
grab a hold of what is near and dear 
only one that gets out alive 
is the Svengali in us all 
with hands thrust deeply
in the back pocket of our neighbors
while holding a knife to the jugular 
serial killers our partners in crime 
sitting at the head of the table
cloth napkin falls to the floor
glances shoot subtle wish
never more never more
you lose either way willing 
or unable 
glass ceilings crack 
at the thought of redemption 
and there is a lack 
of satisfaction when only a few 
have the formula to what's what 
and how to get off without leaving a trace 
and I look to your perfection 
without question or concern
without biblical connection 
like a wide eyed wonder child 
from the hippie-drone era 
non committal paradox
trapped in the four corners 
of our flawless microcosm
cardboard latch key box 
tipping the scales of justice 
we look out with an air of superiority 
our society's majority is made up of a minority
that requires everyone else 
turn the other cheek and trust us 
as if we are the keepers of this world 
pretending that the other side of the moon
bears witness to none
to all that we have to hide 
all that we have done
behind closed doors shades drawn
you recall the sense of being
nothing less than a saboteurs pawn
an impossibility if one believes solely
in a greater power grand source
creator of all that is holy
left handed gun raised firing the final shot
...resembling all that we are not ~

© 2014 TrilbyYates