Women kissing each other
on cheeks the friends
meeting for coffee kind
not the passionate
let’s get to bed
and kiss
and indulge kind
but Henry wishes
the women at the coffee bar
were of that kind
just to break the boringness
of the day
just so he can get through
the hour without
the boring chitchat
of others around
on who was doing
what to whom
and who has just had
their kids in the right
kind of school
or whose husband
has made the grade
for body climbing
back stabbing promotion
oh if only
Henry thinks
that the dames
could embrace
and undress
and get down
to the woman to woman thing
right here
in the coffee bar
and he’d promise
he’d not spill a drop
of his latte
or faint
or look away.
Mar 9, 2012
Mar 9, 2012 at 7:10 AM UTC
Women kissing each other
on cheeks the friends
meeting for coffee kind
not the passionate
let’s get to bed
and kiss
and indulge kind
but Henry wishes
the women at the coffee bar
were of that kind
just to break the boringness
of the day
just so he can get through
the hour without
the boring chitchat
of others around
on who was doing
what to whom
and who has just had
their kids in the right
kind of school
or whose husband
has made the grade
for body climbing
back stabbing promotion
oh if only
Henry thinks
that the dames
could embrace
and undress
and get down
to the woman to woman thing
right here
in the coffee bar
and he’d promise
he’d not spill a drop
of his latte
or faint
or look away.
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