The day that I might you
I caught a ferry
On the final day
Of February.
I moved along
Whistling, unwary
'Til you came across
Turned my cheeks red as cherries.
You moved as if floating
Light and airy
Skin glowing like the moon
Pale as dairy
Perfect pink lips
Sweet as a berry
I knew my heart would break
Were I to simply tarry.
So I asked you your name
As I felt was necessary
Then asked for a date
To which you agreed, merry.
And so we fell in love
Hearts fluttering like fairies
But permanence, we never spoke of
For, as you know
Results may vary.
That all changed the night
You opened a bottle of sherry
And asked, so matter-of-fact
If we might ever marry.
I felt myself turn pale
As the thought was scary.
I'm much too young to make a promise
I must keep 'til I'm buried!
Alas, I wound up here
Looking down the aisle, wary
While your relatives glow
Like the ****** Mary.
Today begins forever.
Are my feet cold?
Very!
But, when loving someone like you
These things might be necessary.
So I await the go-ahead
From good Preacher Jerry
Before I kiss those lips
Still as sweet as berries.
You may be thinking
I've gotten myself into a situation, quite hairy
But love itself is a risk
And after all
Results may vary.
Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 4:34 PM UTC
The day that I might you
I caught a ferry
On the final day
Of February.
I moved along
Whistling, unwary
'Til you came across
Turned my cheeks red as cherries.
You moved as if floating
Light and airy
Skin glowing like the moon
Pale as dairy
Perfect pink lips
Sweet as a berry
I knew my heart would break
Were I to simply tarry.
So I asked you your name
As I felt was necessary
Then asked for a date
To which you agreed, merry.
And so we fell in love
Hearts fluttering like fairies
But permanence, we never spoke of
For, as you know
Results may vary.
That all changed the night
You opened a bottle of sherry
And asked, so matter-of-fact
If we might ever marry.
I felt myself turn pale
As the thought was scary.
I'm much too young to make a promise
I must keep 'til I'm buried!
Alas, I wound up here
Looking down the aisle, wary
While your relatives glow
Like the ****** Mary.
Today begins forever.
Are my feet cold?
Very!
But, when loving someone like you
These things might be necessary.
So I await the go-ahead
From good Preacher Jerry
Before I kiss those lips
Still as sweet as berries.
You may be thinking
I've gotten myself into a situation, quite hairy
But love itself is a risk
And after all
Results may vary.
A challenge I set for myself to see how far I could go with homophones. I think it worked?
