long drive

by writer   Sep 28, 2024


my girl friends out,
i am all alone.
you bring your Benz
and we drive into a zone.
i play the same shit songs
i stopped wanting to listen to,
and for a change,
oh dear lord,
i think of you.
why, oh my why,
i think of you.

it all plays in a loop,
it's like all the trauma has been erased,
i look into his face
but it's only your sight in my view.
he says i am winsome,
i have a lovely voice,
i sing beautifully,
and i blush and he thinks it is because of him
but he doesn't know
what you are to me.
i knew it, darling,
all these rich guys and their expensive cars
their mercedes and their jaguars
cannot take me quite where you did.
i am a posh princess,
and he called me your highness,
but this princess still sees your smile,
touches your face, hears your voice,
kisses your lips, and wishes to address you as hers.

darling,
i never wanted to do this
but i ended up doing this.

i could go downtown with him
but i won't
because i dream of your lips
in the middle of the night,
i am thirsty for your sight,
writing these lousy poems
filled with sighs,
what will you say
if you knew i went out tonight.

and to you,
i tell you the truth,
it was fun, it was nice,
i'll play along
but promise to keep it clean
and always think twice.
i don't share coffee cups,
i shouldn't have even with you,
i saw you look at me,
i noticed you were flirty.
flirting is flirting when it is a joke,
but it is not flirting when it is the truth.
baby boy, nothing in this is the truth.
i'm pricey, i'm sophisticated,
you are not the first one to notice it.
i've worked very hard to become everything you've witnessed.
you said you admire me,
i genuinely have made the effort.
you and me stargazing,
on the bonnet of your car,
you could call me again
i can certainly hang out.
three months you said,
i hope i move then.
i truly pray it happens.

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