Other Dreams

I offered her indigo

For refuge

But she insisted

On yellow or red.

I offered her

Tenderness

And a safe place

To lay her head.

She simply wanted wild

And adventure.

At least that’s what

She said.

I offered her my heart

As the best gift I had

But she wanted thrill

And that messed up my head.

I hoped to make love to her

To offer all I was

But she just wanted sex

And made playground of my bed.

I wanted far too much

More than she could give

So I opened up my door

To let her chase other dreams instead.