Every Letter of Your Life
I know you don’t think I’m lookin’,
Ever since you became my wife,
Oh, babe, babe I’ve bookin’,
On every letter of your life.
I saw just saw you this mornin’
Black slacks and those roses,
On your blouse, give me warnin’
That’s what I’d a choses!
When we settle in the night times,
Side by side, and hips by hips,
Tender glances; heartbeat climbs,
Nothing better: lips on lips!
(On lips on lips, etc!)
Peter Lowell Paulson
March 12, 2014
Google You tube Jeff Golub’s Nikki’s Walk for the beat
and music that will make sense to the beat of my poem here.
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