It's How I Imagine You.

You were always one for off-timing.
You were always one for being tardy. 
You never made an effort to be there...

And it's how I should've expected it. 

But for some reason I always vision that valiant knight-
riding on his white horse.
The one meant to sweep me off my feet at the perfect moment...

I imagine you'd slay the dragon as its jaws encase me and its fiery breath boils sores on my neck...
it's how I imagine you.

It's how I imagine you to look me in my eyes and
reassure me that I'll be alright. 
And with a sweet brief embrace 
you'd carry me off up the stone staircase 
and then carefully lay me in the bed 
and with your hard yet gentle hands...tilt back my head...
then with the perfect timing I thought you'd have...
kiss me
sweet
slow
passionately. 

But it never went that way. 
You came too late. 
And when you entered the castle...
the dragon smiled...
and I was no where to be found. 

It's as easy as cracking knuckles...

It's as easy as cracking knuckles...
and as relieving as well. 
You were difficult at first; it hurt at first. 
It took a while before I got used to you, 
Got used to your whining, 
Got used to your rustiness, 
Got used to you. 

And then I didn't.
I didn't want to.
I didn't want to get used to you.
But when I tried to foget you...
When I tried to fold you up and stick you in the back corner of my brain...
you came back...all stiff and achy. 

And I had to bend my finger backwards;
you became my remedy again. 
Slowly my knuckles swell...

ENG PROJECT-MY MADE UP POETRY STYLE

So this is a spin-off of the "Double-Voiced Poem" Style that Carl Leggo made up. 
It's still in double voice but the words are going to intertwine.
AND instead of playing with the public voice vs the personal voice, I'm going to 
play with the "euphemism-filled" voice vs the "straight-to-the-point" voice. 

It's a bring-back of my old poem: http://sheerpulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-unmade-bed.html

and a mix of the real voice within me. The "this is what I REALLY mean" voice. 

So Red will represent the words that are shared between the two voices.
And Purple will be the euphemist voice. 
And Yellow will be the THIS IS FRRLZ voice. 

                                                       Why 
do we make our beds?                              do I yearn for you?
Do we make them just to                           Do I  love you just to 
                                                       ruin                     
them?                                                            us?
Or do we ruin them just to                        Or do I ruin us when I
                                                       make                      
them?                                                            love to you?
                                Tell me which one is more
                                                     tedious. 
To just                                                            Do I 
                                                     keep 
it ruined and never make it?      ignoring you and somehow fake it?
Or to somehow keep it made and     Or do I fix this again and 
                                                      never
RUIN it?                                                 quit us?

So let's keep this bed un-made         How about we call us quits
                                        isn't that always easier?