My
Poetry
(or
attempts at it)
Updated
0208.21/30115
Warning: The names have been changed to protect the innocent!!!
He's the cutest
of guys, with his dark bedroom eyes;
Soft hair that falls in waves, and a body that dozens crave.
He's made dressing an art, so he always looks "smart,"
Knowing just how to behave, and about him his friends all rave.
With a grin like a boy, he knows how to employ
A smile that makes me his slave..... That Wonderful guy named
Dave.
He seems to be a "hard case", no matter where he goes;
He feels a lot of emotions, but they hardly ever show.He drinks from a can, or a pitcher... and rarely from a glass;
Showing a lot of style, he has absolutely NO class.He'll call me and say, "I'll be home in a while."
Then he changes his mind, and thinks I'll still smile.I can't let him see what's wrong with me though,
When he sits down and says, "You hurt again, Bro' "
Three earrings instead of one, he wears.
I could clothe him, but I like him bare.
Oh! Another difference... he's got strange hair!
He's a really cute guy, My Teddy Bear.He sits next to me in my favorite chair,
I wish he were with me everywhere.
He's so damned cute he gives me a scare,
My Buddy, My Pal, My Teddy Bear.If I didn't have him, Life wouldn't be fair,
There's something between us that's really rare.
My whole life with him I plan to share,
My warm and cuddly Teddy Bear.
This is
the story, in case you don't know,
How, when we first met, I turned to Jell-o!
Last
week I saw him in a bar, and later walked him to his car;
When we first kissed, with door ajar, I never dreamed it would go
so far.
I melted
when he held me tight, and hugged him back with all my might;
We held each other close all night... Made love again by
morning's light.
I'm sure
that you've heard of "Cloud Nine," well,
That's where I was, when I thought he was mine.
Everybody
could tell that my feelings were strong,
And how badly it hurt that it didn't last long;
When I
called him later, he said to me
That he could love Jim, but could never love me.
He said
it's his fault, though I could have said "No."
It wouldn't have been, had I not loved him so.
There
was no beginning, and therefore, no End;
I'll just have to settle for being his friend.
Copyright ©2001,2002 by Olorin Edric
Last revised: 0208.21/30115.