Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2015
Want to dance like Cinderella.
Price of shoes uncertain now.
At 52, my feet get sore.
Glass slippers may splinter.
Slice my tootsies to the core.
Can't track down any princes.
Charming or otherwise.
Prince charming's just a fantasy.
Would be bored with him for sure.
Charming is a creepy ******,
As if you didn't know.
My covers are calling me.
Know, where I want to go.
Back to bed.
Need to be warm.
Bed alone.
Nothing but, coffee for company.
Ma quilt is continental.
Voulez vous couchez avec moi ces soire?
Bonjour!
(c)LIVVI
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems