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Another V-day Wish...
Driving myself insane ;
Playing cupids little game.
A box o candy I don't eat;
I'm pretty sure their awful sweet.
It sucks to be alone on days like this
It's not the candies; it's the kisses I miss.
Their shouldn't be just one special day;
To love someone; it should be special everyday.
I'd love to love someone today;
But tomorrow they would just run away.
I'd rather have a monday than Vday;
People seem so real anyway.
Yes, it's nice to have sexy toys of fun;
Some of them are scary; I would really run.
To have candles, and her a short teddy dress;
Just to get wild, and make a mess.
Yes, I miss that warm body holding me;
For her to I need to feel the same is the key.
I can imagine WAY too much;
How upon her body I would touch.
She would be brighter than a candle lit room;
Only to extinguish her fire soon.
Yes, I would be nice to feel warm skin;
But, one more time I'm lonely again.
Sometimes it's like playing cards you understand;
You don't need a partner when you have a good hand. ( it rhymed )
Just like two kinds of people like you and I;
Those who do, and those you lie!.
(sick joke I know, it rhymed)
So once again a lonely V day of choice;
I called my answering machine just to hear a voice.
I know that is really sad to do this;
But, I can't mail you my longing kiss.
I would send you me if It wasn't so unorthodox;
But, the postman would tell me to get my ass out of the mailbox.
I would like to see you of I could;
I just want a hug if you would.
It doesn't take much to satisfy me;
Just stop by and you will see.
I will not be naked at the door;
I don't want you to laugh, and fall on the floor.
I can only give you a V day wish from a far;
No matter the distance: whoever you are.
Playing cupids little game.
A box o candy I don't eat;
I'm pretty sure their awful sweet.
It sucks to be alone on days like this
It's not the candies; it's the kisses I miss.
Their shouldn't be just one special day;
To love someone; it should be special everyday.
I'd love to love someone today;
But tomorrow they would just run away.
I'd rather have a monday than Vday;
People seem so real anyway.
Yes, it's nice to have sexy toys of fun;
Some of them are scary; I would really run.
To have candles, and her a short teddy dress;
Just to get wild, and make a mess.
Yes, I miss that warm body holding me;
For her to I need to feel the same is the key.
I can imagine WAY too much;
How upon her body I would touch.
She would be brighter than a candle lit room;
Only to extinguish her fire soon.
Yes, I would be nice to feel warm skin;
But, one more time I'm lonely again.
Sometimes it's like playing cards you understand;
You don't need a partner when you have a good hand. ( it rhymed )
Just like two kinds of people like you and I;
Those who do, and those you lie!.
(sick joke I know, it rhymed)
So once again a lonely V day of choice;
I called my answering machine just to hear a voice.
I know that is really sad to do this;
But, I can't mail you my longing kiss.
I would send you me if It wasn't so unorthodox;
But, the postman would tell me to get my ass out of the mailbox.
I would like to see you of I could;
I just want a hug if you would.
It doesn't take much to satisfy me;
Just stop by and you will see.
I will not be naked at the door;
I don't want you to laugh, and fall on the floor.
I can only give you a V day wish from a far;
No matter the distance: whoever you are.
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