17 Sunday Jan 2016
SHUT UP! AND KISS ME!
She said with those bedroom eyes…
she taste like champagne 😉
We were drunk in love,
I kissed the breath out of her
then poured more champagne.
We kissed slowly and
we exchanged champagne kisses,
grapes and strawberries.
We kissed like the French,
love is intoxicating
and we were love drunk.
I kissed her here, I
kissed her there, and I kissed her
everywhere but there.
–@StevieStreets | Shut Up and Kiss Me & The Kissing Chronicles I, II, III, IV, & V
17 Sunday Jan 2016
Posted in Poems
I placed her on a pedestal
and I don’t trust women,
let alone put them on a pedestal.
So you know; if I placed her on a pedestal,
she was the essence of a woman…
she deserved to be put on a pedestal.
She was perfectly positioned on the pedestal,
until she put her foot in her mouth
and plummeted from the pedestal.
Her inner beauty was the pillar of her reign on the pedestal;
I thought she was the one…
until she unveiled the masquerade ‘neath her mask
as she plunged from the pedestal.
I guess she didn’t realize, I revered her, not the pedestal;
I guess I liked her better when she didn’t know I liked her…
oh well, there goes that, sh!t happens – even a toilet bowl has a pedestal.
–@StevieStreets #semblance | The Pedestal
17 Sunday Jan 2016
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I’m such a nice guy…
I flirt accidentally,
just being polite.
How does your dress look?
[Don’t say tuck in your stomach…]
You’re working that dress…😲😒😦
I’m such a nice guy…
I listen attentively,
just being polite.
May you repeat that?
[Look concerned, then say “oh wow!”]
Oh wow! That’s crazy!
I’m such a nice guy…
I’ll massage you mentally;
just being polite.
My sarcasm skills are
on another level; and
I don’t even try…
I’m such a nice guy…
I’ll let you believe that I’m
such a nice guy – ha 😉
–@StevieStreets | Such A Nice Guy
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