Kool Ranch
03-28-2005, 05:58 AM
I'm having problems with a girl, and they've driven me to poetry:
We kiss, and I could take it or leave it
But when my bed�s bursting lips touch your bursting lips,
He says he�s never tasted anything better
I suck on your jaw, but it doesn�t give me any pleasure
My bed does the same, though, and his eyes shine blue with ecstasy
I barely remember our first night together,
Because it didn�t mean anything to me
But my bed is writing a poem about it instead of sleeping
And when we sleep, I don�t enjoy it,
Because you keep me awake
Wouldn�t you know it though, my bed leaves his contacts in,
Just so that he can see you clearly, and as you are
Last night you said that we couldn�t sleep beside each other anymore,
And I haven�t thought about it since,
But my bed hasn't thought about anything else, and he�s been inside himself all day
We kiss, and I could take it or leave it
But when my bed�s bursting lips touch your bursting lips,
He says he�s never tasted anything better
I suck on your jaw, but it doesn�t give me any pleasure
My bed does the same, though, and his eyes shine blue with ecstasy
I barely remember our first night together,
Because it didn�t mean anything to me
But my bed is writing a poem about it instead of sleeping
And when we sleep, I don�t enjoy it,
Because you keep me awake
Wouldn�t you know it though, my bed leaves his contacts in,
Just so that he can see you clearly, and as you are
Last night you said that we couldn�t sleep beside each other anymore,
And I haven�t thought about it since,
But my bed hasn't thought about anything else, and he�s been inside himself all day