Wednesday, March 7, 2012

I am the candy you are afraid to eat,
But cannot resist.
I am the yoga pants
That are too close to your skin.

I am your favorite television show,
The one you never miss
Always waiting for the climax.

I am the color contacts
The one you use
To change yourself.

I am the Ferrari
Too expensive
For you to touch.

I am the bottle
You go to when you are alone.
I am the fly,
That you cannot catch.

I will never remember your name,
But you will never forget to remember mine.
Creepers
First they see you and then they start creeping.
They try to talk and text you tonight.
Keeping you from sleeping because they’re peeping.
They love that you are like dynamite.

All they want is to go on a date.
They say you are sexy so they want to score.
So now they will sit home and comp template.
They are sore because they adore you more and more.

Block the creeper forever and ever.
You yell so loud they will never love another.
Your more clever, your connection, now severed.
They will never talk again it like they’re smothered.

Crazy creepers could never stand a chance.
Dancing and prancing on to the next romance.