Erogenous & Emotional Verses

23 - Her Hips

She showed me all the new songs

that make up my playlists, yeah.

I'm lookin' through my cupboard

wondering how I'll tell her 

that this is how I like to laugh-

Hope she doesn't get too mad. 

Ms. Pen, please meet Mr. Paper,

I'm a happy guy when I'm with her

and want the world to know

that I think I got it all, now, 

figured out.

This familiar voice

reminds me of all the honeymoons

we had when we were in bloom.

Castles and floorplans 

make up the ceiling of my one-manned 

band,

because, suddenly, 

the only clothed human 

was me, like a fool, with a blush

as she crept closer

with a sinful grin,

telling me that I needed to get a grip

around her hips.