Met a girl
on the newest
fourth of June.
She told me she
liked to rise at noon.
She had games
and all the things I knew
I'd lose myself in,
and wouldn't wanna leave when
I had to.
She had these
spiraling insecurities
and she
wrapped her arms
around mine.
It was like a show,
like romantic prime-time,
and I'd never forget
that night.
For every letter in her name
I'd stay up another hour,
'cause she was
too cliche to be sour.
She was wine,
rosebud and thyme,
and I was just the guy
of the same mind
at the right time.
I never thought that I
could enjoy a love like that.
The dramatic
but genuine
one, where
she opens up and
I just know
all the right things to say.
I'm recognized
in all the right, right ways.
Yeah,
I'm recognized
in all the beautiful ways.
DU LIEST GERADE
Erogenous & Emotional Verses
PoesieDo you like erotic poetry? Well, I do too! Wanna embark on this journey with me? (This also can get emotional.)