YOU'RE A NASTY LOVER
Thanks for the date
I particularly liked the Bat Stew
and the photos of your insects.
It's been one hell of a picnic
you crumb licker
Chasing me around like
a wind weary scare a crow,
Chicken Little was more subtle
Flicking your pelvis and heaving your ribs
arriving, no knock, pulling me
into this gyrating, head swinging dance with you
What's a blessing and what's not?
The trip to the church yard was a sweet touch
but I got mixed messages when you said,
"You can sleep here."
You're a nasty lover Butter Butt
Where's your head/heart at anyways
who can watch t.v. with you racket
you noisy demading drummer of love
go this way... go that way
choose me, choose me
choose me.
© 1993 Denise Carson Wilde