Dating Terms
Don’t touch my heart, don’t touch my lips,
Don’t touch my soul, don’t touch my hips,
Just leave my body parts alone,
Please only touch my funny bone.
In turn I promise, yes, I do
I won’t touch any of you,
Be my courtly Superhero
I will gently stroke your Ego.
When my funny bone is sated,
Our status gets upgraded
To truly trepidatious start -
That is the matter of the heart.
February 9, 2020
Copyright © Margarita Lillico | Year Posted 2020
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