poem after poem
at online poetry sites
you find is another love poem
*Oh Susi
your eyes are like fire
and my heart is hot
for your touch*
OK, fair enough
everybody falls in love
and we got to keep the human race pumping
OK, I guess that's good
it keeps the Valentine's Day industry going
and the florists make some money
and if I run an Indian restaurant
you might drop in
to get your baby hot with chilli
and I get some money...
so it's all good...
*Oh Man of my Dreams
I shall love you till eternity
and then forever -
and always I'll wash your dishes*
and then there is the other thing
more disturbing
than a ***** love-sick stalker
that every other person who falls in love
or wants to
(even if nobody wants to in return)
seems filled with a scratching need
to write a love poem
and so you write another love poem -
oh no - not another love poem!
*Oh, when God created
the world
he created you for me
and me for you
and we for we*
OK, if you must inflict it on others
this love poem of yours:
how is it different?
you know -
all loves are the same
but how's your love poem different?
Oct 25, 2010
Oct 25, 2010 at 6:34 PM UTC
poem after poem
at online poetry sites
you find is another love poem
*Oh Susi
your eyes are like fire
and my heart is hot
for your touch*
OK, fair enough
everybody falls in love
and we got to keep the human race pumping
OK, I guess that's good
it keeps the Valentine's Day industry going
and the florists make some money
and if I run an Indian restaurant
you might drop in
to get your baby hot with chilli
and I get some money...
so it's all good...
*Oh Man of my Dreams
I shall love you till eternity
and then forever -
and always I'll wash your dishes*
and then there is the other thing
more disturbing
than a ***** love-sick stalker
that every other person who falls in love
or wants to
(even if nobody wants to in return)
seems filled with a scratching need
to write a love poem
and so you write another love poem -
oh no - not another love poem!
*Oh, when God created
the world
he created you for me
and me for you
and we for we*
OK, if you must inflict it on others
this love poem of yours:
how is it different?
you know -
all loves are the same
but how's your love poem different?
