Sweet Nothings...
I feel big like pink candy floss,
sweetly spun on a stick.
But then I remember.
how too much makes you sick.
So you can't make a meal
of the whole darned thing,
but you nibble a little,
lips glowing so pink agin
Then it's back in the bag
where the stickiness shows,
and spilt candy floss always
clings onto your clothes....
And I think how I would
like to cling on there too,
you wouldnt wash me
off them would you?
I'd breathe in your scent
as I held you endlessly near
and whisper of polos
into your blushing ear
For polos are really
sweet nothings you know
and watching you smile
makes my heart all aglow...
©Rhumour
August 9th 2010
winston plowes
Thu 12th Aug 2010 22:43
Liked this one Dave, Well done :-)