When you make love...Do you look in the mirror?
Who do you think of?
Does she look like me?
Do you tell lies...
and say that it's forever?
Do you think twice?
Or just touch and see?
When you're alone...
Do you let go?
Are you wild and willing?!
Or is it just for show?
I don't wanna touch you too much, baby...
Because making love to you might drive me crazy.
I know you think that love is the way you make it...
So I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it.
OH!
Love bites!
Love bleeds!
It's bringing me to my knees!
Love lives!
Love dies!
It's no suprise!
Love begs.
Love pleads.
It's what I need.
The End.
When I'm with you are you somewhere else?
ReplyDeleteAm I GIT-TIN' through?
ReplyDeletewe are now paper
ReplyDeleteelegantly entwined
like origami
That is one majestic mullet. maybe I should let my hair grow out.
ReplyDeleteExcept for the mullet, this post deserves two lighters up.
ReplyDeleteHaikus are neat, Mister Underhill.
ReplyDeleteHa - "Majestic mullet" is an excellent description, Jim D.
Dan, the mullet totally brings out the beauty in my poetic rendition, and you know it.