Post Published: November 3, 2022
(from HATI-HATI)
I reached for the beer,
but you reached for my lips
and you kissed just
like someone who’d hurt me
just a little bit
if I let him
But I couldn’t remember that
the second time
And with my leg
outstretched
upon your chest
You had to know I’d be easy
to get in bed
That’s okay
so I forgot you were a charmer,
and nothing more
than a showman,
a one man band and
with a loaded caravan
packed up to the brim with
misty warm wet whims
and quips,
quick pecks on the lips
selling all of the snow
to half-melted snowmen
copyright 2018
Tell me what you think before we both die
