Monday, January 6, 2014
Love, Thanks, and Goodbye and Other Bad Poetry
He kisses her nose
She closes her eyes
He pulls out a mask
She dons the disguise
He kisses her lips
And puts his hand on her breast
Giggling like a school girl
Surely he jests
Rubs his hand along her body
Relaxing with ease
Still a bit anxious
Yet still very pleased
He kisses her neck
And her ears one by one
Fumbling with buttons
Becoming undone
Once strangers, now lovers
Just one touch more
Begging for caresses
Before he walks out the door
He bids her good morning
And bids her good night
Yes ma'aming and no ma'aming
Till he nibbles and bites
She reads the morning paper
And watches the nightly news
Wishing she could be his wife
And walk in Madeline's shoes
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