I know that my father doesn’t fully approve of this relationship. He is worried that Ken might break my heart. He has also shown some concern about our physical relationship. I can’t keep my hands off of him! Whenever I see him I just want to give him hugs, kisses, and pats on the head.
Our love is everlasting, it burns like the living room lamp that I’m not allow to touch. I find myself wobbly on my feet and I have a tendency to drool when around him. Of course, I’m a little wobbly and drooly when he’s not around... but that is beside the point.
I envision our life together. Walking down the beach, hand in hand. I will frolic in the waves while Ken waves to me from the shore (he tends to retain A LOT of water when swimming... so he tends to avoid it). Our evenings will be spent dining at the best restaurants. Ken is the perfect date. He doesn't eat much and he is a great listener.
Dad says that Ken is just a doll. I say "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Our forbidden love is eternal.
I envision our life together. Walking down the beach, hand in hand. I will frolic in the waves while Ken waves to me from the shore (he tends to retain A LOT of water when swimming... so he tends to avoid it). Our evenings will be spent dining at the best restaurants. Ken is the perfect date. He doesn't eat much and he is a great listener.
Dad says that Ken is just a doll. I say "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." Our forbidden love is eternal.
Dear V,
ReplyDeleteI am not a man of many words (literally, I know one word), but your latest post, inspired a poem.
I never thought it would come to this
Future days without your kiss
That was until you made the mistake
Of choosing that cold, furry fake
How could you pick the hairy guy?
When suede is best, you just can't deny.
Seneca or Ken you had to select
But you chose wrong and now our friendship is wrecked
I will miss your sweet cuddles, of that I won't lie
But until you dump Kenny, this is goodbye.
Ronnie, my love, you've hurt me so bad. Have I not been reciprocating your cuddles sufficiently? Or is this a reverse psychology move? Please come back to me.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo, Senny
Busted!
DeleteA simple expression for one of my guys,
Viewed by the wrong set of tiny little eyes.
It was never my intention for anyone to be hurt,
In hind sight, I should have been more covert.
Spreading my love between a man from a Swedish store,
And the delightful charming, boy next door.
Like a typical corny Hollywood rom com,
Balancing both men has been a ticking time bomb.
Should I ask my leading men for a dual,
A fight to the finish, for this little Glebe jewel.
A joust, a match, an exciting fisticuff?
Until one of the suitors claims, Enough!
The prize will be my undying affection,
And a couple sloppy kisses in your general direction.
The best of luck to Seneca and Ken,
Hopefully you don’t find about all my other men…...