The Porn Porn Tree A Poet's Song

Nov 21, 2020 20:50

She-ish boom bah
She sucks
when I found her

big ROUND eyes looking for love -
condiments, hand made jewelry, big blockbuster,
love secretly,
words of poetry in fragile telemetry.

I was quite the artsy guy.
Harmless nobody, really,
but I did read poetry.

And I didn't want much,
just a dirty dom,
just once.

So I got to know her when no one was around.
On park swings she was honest, and I was clever.
We each learned to laugh outside our own little worlds
watching the sun set on the summer of love.

One Friday night over ice-cream
I kissed her like I never had ice-cream before.

She wriggled, right into my arms.
I knew right then it was all over,
I was all over her.

"Shish, boom, bah", hoosier daddy!
"The moon is watching us be free.
A local urban legend was me.

We never spoke after that.
We never made love anymore.

We both know better,
I understand.

Die heart lien weaken das roots?

Just as I'm sure she wishes,
just once,
he'd put down his beer
and read some poetry
to her

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poem

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