No one is home beside me I can do what i want
I turn you on and place my hand on your neck
I run my finger Up and down your neck
making you scream knowing i made you do that
as i hear my mom walk in me time is over
so i hang up my guitar and wait to be home alone once again.
A contest entry
- Me time by Purush.
550 points, ended March 29, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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All the best in my contest
OH! COZY THOUGHTS
I LOVE THE OFF TAKE
It reminded me of my student days
"making you scream in streams of thoughts"
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where i was working on mathematics alone
during my sickness for a month.
new text with a kind of different flavour enticed me then.
good
All the best in my contest -
Haha nice.
the last line need edited.
you have "to home alone" I think you mean "to be home alone". Nice write !
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