She's a peach hued sky
but you're just a guy and
the sky is the sky
Sweet and sour and right
she's a lemon popsicle
but you suck on ice
She's classic and fine
dressed all to the nines
you've got sweat pants on
She is fresh squeezed and
straight from the tree but you're
only found in a box.
She's bright red lipstick
always smiling in the dark
you're afraid of it.
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Author:
My_Brain (
Offline) - Published: April 20th, 2020 17:51
- Category: Haiku
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Comments2
I WILL remember this:
you're just a guy and
the sky is the sky
Thanks for saying it so succinctly
It's true of most men... Thank you for reading!
Bella
Love your poem. Me too I am just a guy, have been for a long time, and even though it is hard to believe, she (the one and only) still loves me! 🙂
Btw, read in your bio that you like to spend money you don't have. Well, here is my take on life: We grow up to work like crazy in a job we don't like just to buy things we don't need with money we don't have. 🙂
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