i know what it is to be a silent martyr
for the silent minority- i know she
thinks it sexy when i sing
in a low key
but
keyed up
on imaginary love; mustard yellow or
canary oh i’d like to ask nonessential
questions
whilst laying in bed
naked.
better yet i’d like to lay in bed between
sheets, nude, with you
in your birthday suit
and do nothing
except hold hands and kiss. may i hedge
then lose bets, accidentally on purpose
just to see you grin
i’ll play video-games
to win
your smile is winsome. i like wontons dipped
in sweet & sour sauce
but wanton women aren’t my cup of tea
for all the tea in china
will you at least pretend to marry me?
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