You talk some trash and watch me vacuum in my knee socks
phone in my back pocket
my headphones on so loud can’t hear the soccer scores
you like my ponytail
ignore the players
and end up all over my spring blouse
unbuttoning my friendship buttons.
We walked on St.Paul all night
chasing our dreams
together
and kissing in cabs
I remember everything
the flashing reasons
I love you blow up in my face
erase the scars and build new castles.
You know how to fall in love with me
for decades, finding new things
to love
not being pulled in by my witty lines
my poems
but my real legs
on you.
You know exactly where I was when I lied
and you loved me anyway
chasing me down
showing me how you are the only one
who can handle my locked up days.
Play me that song
none of that new crap
but the one you sang to me
at your bar
in front of a live audience.
This is what keeps me close to you.
Nicely done
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you again.
LikeLike
So sweet…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Glad you thought so. Thank you for reading my poems.:)
LikeLike
Beautiful 😊
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you May. -)
LikeLiked by 1 person
Most welcome 😊❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Amazing how you pack so much emotion in with a touch of humor and poignancy.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you Cate. Did I tell you I adore your insightful comments? Well, I do. You notice everything. X
LikeLike
And did I tell you how much I love your poetry? Well I do. 😉 Bisous.
LikeLike
lol Bisous pour toi. 🙂
LikeLike
Love this Chrissy
LikeLike
Thank you. Grateful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
“Erase the scars and build new castles.” Very hopeful!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for saying. Appreciate it. Thanks for the follow.;)
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh wow. Just wow.
LikeLiked by 1 person
WEll thank you so much. 🙂
LikeLike