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Kasaundra Watta Oct 2010
ohh..
your breaking my heart in two..
but..
ohh...
i cant help fallin' for you..

you make my heart go;
boom, boom, boom
baby..
you got me cryin'...
i better see you;
soon, soon, soon

my heart skips beats for you..
ohh..
baby..
i'm falling hard for you..

youve got that perfect smile,
every girl dreams of..
you've got the eyes,
every girl thinks of..

you've got the body,
every girl imagines..
baby..
i'm so glad that your mine..

ohh..
ohh, baby!..
you..
you drive me crazyy!

but ohh...
baby..
you've got me..
got me..
got me trippin for you.
October 2nd, 2o1o
Lorna Bradley Mar 2012
My poor friend Mike, he’s drunk again. Two beers
and he’s already texting me. “they playd
that songg u luv nd it reminded me
of u”. A few more cups and we’re at, “heyyyyy
u like my abs?” and then an “lol
cuz i really like u.” Then soon, “im home,
but u shuld b here 2.”  And then he spills
some more: “i thnk ur cute :)” shows on my phone
We’re friends, I think. He’s drunk. It’s just a fluke.
It gets too late. He begs, “will u plz tuck
me in?” And when his eyes begin to droop,
the last: “forgiv me plzzz but we shud ****.”

Embarrassment exudes when we next pass.
He looks at me, his face bright red. I laugh.
I would really, really, REALLY appreciate some feedback on this poem!
nvinn fonia Feb 17
push works   is dicey the entire package requires an idea and a rather elaborate mechanism  is involved here

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