I’m really looking forward
He said
To getting you
Under the covers
Don’t get too excited
She said
As it’s not like
We’ll be lovers
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
I’m really looking forward
He said
To getting you
Under the covers
Don’t get too excited
She said
As it’s not like
We’ll be lovers
I can’t wait
To see you next
And hear you
Say my name
To feel
Your touch
To say
Too much
And to fall in love
Again
Thank you
For being
Nice to me
Thank you
For being
So kind
I’ll keep
What you said
Inside
My head
And leave
All the shit
Behind
You may think
Your cheeky wink
Was both charming
And flirtatious
Yet your inane smile
And attempt to beguile
Tested nothing
But my patience
I know
What happened
Between us
Was just
A one time
Thing
But I hope
You know
Your Cupid’s bow
Really did
Make my heart
Sing
Be it sweet
Or be it sour
You’d be on your knees
Within the hour
You’d better
Get them off
She said
Come on now
Don’t be shy
It won’t be long
Until the end of the song
And we’ll both
Be saying goodbye
I love to spend
Time with you
Just chatting
Is so much fun
But if I think
Of us both in bed
All I can see
Inside my head
Is how quickly
That spark
Would be gone
The heels
On your shoes
The shirt
On your back
Heaven knows
You deserve
Some flack
It’s never felt
Like that before
In fact,
I am quite surprised
I’d never have guessed
That you would impress
Whenever
You first arrived
Love’s young dream
This is not
Nor is it
A fairy tale
It’s a bunk up,
Of sorts,
Fuelled by lust,
Of course,
Along with a few yards of ale
All that time
Heaven sent
Your lips on mine
Magnificent
“Oh, how I’ve missed this”
She said
Running her hands
Through his hair
That he wasn’t the first
Of the day for her
Was neither here
Nor there
And so
It’s farewell
On the longest
Night ever
For we must
Now part ways
At this break
In the weather
And although
Seeing you
Truly was
A pleasure
I know not
To repeat
Such a foolish
Endeavour
I know
That I can’t
Use booze
To cope
As I crawl
To throw up
My last vestige
Of hope
It’s nice to see
How you are with me
Is in no way chauvinistic
But as for your chance
When it comes to romance
I wouldn’t be too optimistic
Thank fuck
She said
I’m getting away
I couldn’t take it
Another day
I’m so happy
He said
You’re visiting me
As I’ll help you forget,
Easily
I can see
You look
At my beer
So put down
Your book
And get
Over here
Eyes wide
Head turned
Tongue sharp
Fingers burnt
There’s no need
For anything fancy
Or to reinvent
The wheel
Because it won’t be
What you say to me
But how
You make me feel
I’m glad that I
Went out tonight
And had myself
A jolly old time
I know it didn’t
Set alight
Your social life
But it certainly
Fired up mine
Rest assured
Our assignation
Leaves you with
No obligation
I knew I’d regret
That glass of wine
And so, to bed
I’m now resigned
My five year anniversary,
Today
And still those feelings
Haven’t gone away
Sneaking outside
For a cheeky cigarette
I catch your eye
And swiftly regret
That I said
I’d go home with him
Creeping back inside
And to the bar
I see you again
Peering from afar
And I know
That it’s sink or swim
It’s your hair at first
That grabs my attention
But when I see your face
I know my intention
Is to take you back
To mine
And as I watch you again
When you walk back in
Standing at the bar
Ordering a drink
I know it’s just
A matter of time
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
As she wound her way
To the dancefloor
With a drink held tight
In each hand
I knew there and then
That we’d be friends
In ways no-one else
Would understand
As she eyed it up
She wondered
If she could connect
With such a machine
You should put that back
Advised her friend
As you don’t know
Where it’s been
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
If only I looked
And felt okay
Then I’d be there
Without delay
But as it is
It’s been a pretty bad day
So I’ll stay in and wish
My life away
With his winning charm
And heart of valour
He led her home
Where he knew he’d have her
With her flowing hair
And knowing grin
She followed him home
Where she knew she’d win
With the cèilidh danced
And whisky swirled
Now we’ve got all
The time in the world
It’s never as bad
As you think it’ll be
All sitting around
The Christmas tree
As long as you have
A beer, or two
To dull the pain
And see you through
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