(poem by me)
August 1, 2018 at 6:58 pm
(This post was last modified: August 1, 2018 at 7:43 pm by *Deidre*.)
A man to my left
A woman to my right
Who shall stay with me
On this starry night?
If it would be him
He will bring flowers and wine
Dazzle me with his strength
A date so sublime
But, suppose she shows up
A few minutes too late?
Hoping that I'll notice her
I'll just make her wait
She'll be wearing jeans and a shirt
Looking me up and down
Her eyes all sparkly and blue
We may head into town
He promises me one thing
She does the same
Who to believe?
This isn't a game
I don't think I can choose
They are both so amazing
It may come down to a kiss
That will tell me everything
A man to my left
A woman to my right
Who shall stay with me
On this starry night?
*I had a name for this, but think it's best left unnamed. I have a friend who's bi, she has in part, inspired me writing this. I sometimes wonder, does she ever find it confusing, or does she simply follow her heart?
A woman to my right
Who shall stay with me
On this starry night?
If it would be him
He will bring flowers and wine
Dazzle me with his strength
A date so sublime
But, suppose she shows up
A few minutes too late?
Hoping that I'll notice her
I'll just make her wait
She'll be wearing jeans and a shirt
Looking me up and down
Her eyes all sparkly and blue
We may head into town
He promises me one thing
She does the same
Who to believe?
This isn't a game
I don't think I can choose
They are both so amazing
It may come down to a kiss
That will tell me everything
A man to my left
A woman to my right
Who shall stay with me
On this starry night?
*I had a name for this, but think it's best left unnamed. I have a friend who's bi, she has in part, inspired me writing this. I sometimes wonder, does she ever find it confusing, or does she simply follow her heart?