Bag of Gummi Bears
Although it bothers me,
I don’t mind.
I mean life isn’t exactly a long time
When you think about it &
I can always tell when you’re in
A bad mood.
Why else would you bite someone’s
Head off, followed by their arms
Then their legs.
But for your enjoyment I am here,
Your devious smile.
If I was in your position I would
Probably do the same, except more
Viciously,
But I love you just the same.
That’s why I give you so many pieces
Of me.
Although all you want to do is grind
Me between your teeth,
I leave parts of me behind.
To watch the funny faces you make
Trying to rid me from your teeth,
Then someone comes along and asks
What are you doing.
Soaked in emotional bondage,
Ticklish to the touch, laying on the couch
Of your tongue.
On a lighter note, I love when you squish
My body together with your fingers.
You have no idea how funny you look
To me.
Our shared moment of pleasure,
Until the bag is empty & your reaching
For another.
Your deepest desire, your favorite snack
Copyright © Kewayne Wadley | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment