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I remember thad day. I came into school in the usual way Except I did not look usual My usual jeans and polo shirt was at home And instead I came in with a suit and tie. Your face was priceless. You never saw me As a suit and tie kind of guy. You hugged me, Your body unusually tight on mine You just held me. You gave me a long stare, Bit your lip, " you look good in a suit and tie" You said. Impressed as you were, You looked away. People were coming. You kissed me and left You let me know you love me. I felt so high. Kind of like A suit and tie kind of guy. I looked okay. You swore i looked amazing. You wanted me To be your guy forever We made out alot You really really liked me that day. The next day you asked "Hows my suit and tie kind of guy? " And i simply said hello She asked me to wear the suit more and more Each time she found more appeal. I loved wowing her. She loved my style. Its been a while now Funny thing was She was never truly mine. We never made it official. Now that shes away. I really Want to be Her Suit and tie kind of guy
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 7:27 PM UTC
Suit and tie kind of guy
dressing up, not giving a **** we drive deep into the heart of the night, 'cause this day is gonna be tight. The big 18, at last. Dressed up in the finest clothes, going on a hit in the town. Going wherever the **** I please. I don't know who didn't tell ya, but I'm done giving a **** I'm going, music pumpin' through the speakers, the smoke rollen deep in my lungs. I can't take the life anymore, so i leave it behind. I'm here I'm out ready to start again. Its me and the tux, a friend or two, and we ride off in the summer city lights. So, sorry, sorry I've left my place, I'm never going back, job in lace. **** me, or let me live, I'll have fun either way. I've waited 18 years for this, ***** I'll do as I please. Too bad, I'm only 15. I can dream. I can Imagine. Leaving This Place. It will be tuxedo friday, cruising away, and leaving this past life behind
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 12:27 PM UTC
tuxedo Friday
i'm all dressed up with nowhere to go so i'll stay in bed and put on my own show i'll close my eyes and turn on my mind and picture you in a tux so fine the night will be dark the stars lit not a worry in sight not one little bit you'll offer your arm i'll take it with grace ohmyGod, the look on your face! you can't take your eyes off me i'm a lovely sight dress so fitting curls so tight we'll dance upon the hardwood floor the moon it'll shine but not as bright as those eyes of yours we'll dance to the music what a sweet lullaby nothing could ruin this moment go ahead, try! my arm is on your shoulders so broad your hands around my waist i like it quite a lot no, like isn't the correct word i love it, i do i love how i feel when i'm with you the night will never end and my hair will not frizz your smile shan't waver we'll never get tired of this alas, however, somebody turns on the light my mind must close my eyes must open i feel as if i can still smell you on my clothes but i have been awakened from my precious thoughts back to reality like gun fired shots i'm still in my best dress my makeup and my heels however there's something different something different I feel it's as if I've already lived this night to the fullest it's as if i really got to show off the fact that i was well dressed and this has made me realize realize the truth I'd give up every night partying in real life to spend even a moment in my dreams with you
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Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 7:43 AM UTC
reservation for two