Humble Girls and Desperate Foreigners

The Passionate Foreigner to His Lost Love

Come back to me and be my Love
And all the world I'll place at your feet
The sun, the moon, the stars, my Love
A magickally romantic time with me.

I'll take you to Paris
I'll take you to Rome
I'll take you to London
I'll show you my home.
My darling, my baby
My angel of the highest order
All these wonderful things I'll show you
If you come back to me and be my Love.

I missed your eyes, I missed your hair
I missed your lips, your skin so bare
But most of all I missed your heart
That perfect, pure, and loving heart.

I need you, sweetheart. I need YOUR energy
I'll give and do for you whatever you need
And all these differences you'll see
If you come back to me and be my Love.

The Humble Girl's Reply to a Slick Foreigner

If I went back to you and were your Love
Then all my world would crumble
The sun, the moon, the stars I would not see
For when I am with you I lose sight of Me.

You talk about culture and where we should go
Travel to Europe and visit your home
You try to impress me with all that you have
When truly you've nothing to show for yourself.

Your darling? Your baby?
Your angel? Oh, please!
Don't think that I'm stupid
Don't patronize me!

I missed you too, missed you terribly
I missed your kisses and your arms around me
But I do not miss the darkness surrounding thee
And how you took everything away from me.

Go back to you and be your "Love"?
I know exactly what that means...
Fool me once, shame on you
But fool me twice then shame on me.

-Marisol Tena (12/8/08)

*Special thanks to Christopher Marlowe and Sir Walter Raleigh for the inspiration