I sit and ponder what to write,
Something original, something trite?
Something sexual, poems of love?
One thing I know, it’ll be about us.
I write for you, I write for me.
I write of things we’ve felt and seen.
I write our chronicle, our history.
I write of what will come into being.
As I sit I ponder, what tonight?
Who knows what? But I’m certain I’ll write.
I’m going to write my way to you
If it’s the last thing i do
I will, it’s true
I’m going to write our happy ending
It’s on that my heart is depending
The love we’re both defending
So now i’m writing my way to you
Cos i know we’re not fools
And know the dream will be true
My genie is out of her bottle
And you are to blame
Beast, your bitch is in heat!
A dog eat dog world…?
It should be a beast eat beauty world!
Happiness a la Aristotle
That’s the name of our game!
And my epicurean stained skin is delicious to eat…
Collaboration my love! Our words twisted and curled…
Verses of you and me…swirled
via Daily Prompt: Collaboration