“I love you.” - I know, me too
But not all the time like you do
I know we’re too far from each other
And yet I’m technically your lover
But please don’t call me by ‘sweetheart’
I know we’re miles and miles apart
But don’t woo me with clichéd art
Don’t take me on a horse and cart
My organs aren’t confectionary
Why not look in a dictionary?
Don’t take my hand and smile like that
Don’t stroke my hair, I’m not a cat
A twat perhaps, starting a spat
But not a saccharine kitty cat
I’m not a saccharine kitty cat
I just don’t need that pity pat
Don’t talk to me like lovers do
Annie Lennox hadn’t a clue
We are no longer star-crossed teens
We’re not Sonnet number eighteen
Stop adding sugar to the tea
You know it’s far too sweet for me
You know too much will rot my teeth
You know I love you underneath
The numerous layers of plaque
You’d see that if you scraped it back
But this is love, not dentistry,
Don’t push, or I’ll resent it, see?
You don’t have to love me like this
Don’t cling to me, you’re not a cyst
You’re forcing momentary bliss
You’re puncturing it with every kiss
I really need you to stop this
You think you’re hitting when you miss
I’m not a saccharine kitty cat,
I’m just trying to tell you that -
I’m just trying to tell you that -
I think I love you too.
25.5.09
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Do you write every day? In 2004, just to prove I could do it, I started and finished a poem on each and every single day. Writers' Block? It's a myth :-) XXX
ReplyDeleteI wouldnt say I write every day Alan but that sounds like a fun challenge!
ReplyDeleteI love this...the Annie Lennox comment is especially good, I hate her!
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