POEM: Moist Missive
This was composed for the CPC Saturday Share poetry challenge. Angel Love’s line was “Kiss me in the rain.” I believe that because the image I chose was a GIF, it did not enlarge like it was supposed to do but instead shrank. I’m posting the text of the poem below.
MOIST MISSIVE
Putting behind us no more snow.
No more stuck car needing a tow.
Pretty soon it be time to mow.
Gas so high that will cost some dough.
(Did I say all of that out loud?
My head must be in some dark cloud.
Of that last stanza I’m not proud.
You can’t see, but my head is bowed.
Sorry about that. This is the actual beginning of the poem:)
Remember when I whispered in your ear:
“Love me and I’ll never feel old.
Long before the trail gets too cold,
we will find a big pot of gold.
Bury it so it don’t get stoled.
“I need you like heart needs a beat.
Keep me warm with your body heat.
Each kiss is such an awesome treat.
Just don’t touch me with your ice cold feet.”
And remember when
While waiting for the midnight train
I begged you to kiss me in the rain?
Your kisses drove me quite insane.
I hoped we both would soon get lain.
Your red hot kisses made me sweat.
We missed the train, yet did not fret.
For there, after a heavy pet,
train entered tunnel, soaking wet.
Now you make morning so much fun
when you frost each hot cross bun.
You fry my eggs until they’re done.
My smile shines in the morning sun.
Copyright March 18th 2012 RGD
The rain riders who caressed my cranium with a line: Bettie (2), dee (2), Diane (2), Flossie, Michelle K. (5).
Loved the humor and romance of this write, Bob! :love: :love: