I Believe In Us

When we first met

I tried to ignore the fact

that every time I saw you

the butterflies in my stomach

went crazy

I was like a modern-day Judas

betraying my feelings

and I don’t believe in God

but the first time we kissed

your lips tasted

like the Holy Wine

that I had to drink

every time my mother

forced me to go to The Sunday Mass

as a child

and when I’m upset

you listen to me

and vow to make everything better

like the words that spill out of my mouth

are prayers addressed to you.

I joked once that we are like Adam and Eve

because people always talk about us

as if we are one

but we will never be tempted

to eat from the forbidden tree

we will never go our separate ways

I don’t believe in God

but when we make love

I scream out His name

like some invisible force

has taken hold of my heart

and made me believe in Him

or at least until I orgasm

then I’m back

to believing in us.

Reviews

[Simon Welsh]

Nicely written. You conveyed this well.

[MAC]

love raw thoughts, tis make up the best of poetry :) wonderfully passionate write!

[Brook]

I love the passion, and love in this. Gorgeous write.

[wordman]

I guess I can learn a lot by reading

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Dang, I agree Poppy about the passion of the piece, hard not to love it.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is really great. Wonderful allusions here

[Ruth]

Damn awesome! I love the passion in this and the honest emotion, enjoyed x