For You

I'll say anything
you want,
a scrolling marquee,
a blank-slated screen
if you want.

I'll tell anyone
you'd like,
the wide-eyed, staring
woman upstairs
if you'd like.

Put words in my mouth,
mine seems incapable lately.
Feelings are mutual, but
words seem exclusive to yours.

Please don't tell them of
that time,
the pleasure bruised, and
my heart still rues
that time.

You should recollect
a time
before all this started
you were so tender-hearted,
now dirty as charcoal
singed from our flames.

A mouthpiece to you,
play me cleanly.
Animosity's gone now so
baby, don't play like a fiend.

This is new,
this is better.

For you.