Like a child eyeballing an Ice-Cream Truck,
Seeing her I get so excited,
She's Grapenut flavored,
Round like an Ice-Cream Cake,
Her presence makes my body shake.
She wash dishes,
She get kisses,
I'll cook when she's hungry,
Make her bed when she's sleepy,
She's my One & Only.
Never been arrested,
She carries an underneath handcuff,
She's squeezing Of Course
Yet Gently.
Long showers,
Her body I memorize.
Palms of a Greet,
She holds me Tight.
No Farewell, No Goodbye.
For her I am nearsighted,
Farsighted when she's a distance away.
Never Violent only the Rear
I'll smack;
No Jerks,
Take out the Trash.
Pull her Hair,
Tell her some Filth,
Climax, Head Tilt.
Three Little words
Comfort Ears,
I Love You.
Early morning Kisses,
Ice- Cream for Breakfast
The Taste of You.
I scream
For Ice-Cream.
About the Creator
Sean Noble
Poetry from the spiritual mind expressing Ways of creativity. Read passionately mini sadness, pure happiness. I have no Stripe account but will accept gratuity via PayPal. [email protected]. Thank you. Most High First Every Day.
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