House Party

I have my first cider

Look at you
Swanning around like you own the place
Swigging your drink

I have my second cider

Your fancy talk
You brag all the time, can't you shut up?
Your voice is annoying

I have my third cider

I'll bear you
Just for now I'll bite my tongue
For tonight only

I have my fourth cider

That was funny
You are capable of having a sense of humour
That's a surprise

I have my fifth cider

Dance with you?
I suppose I could allow myself that
Lets dance together

I have my sixth cider

Kiss me again
Your lips and your tongue are on fire
I like it

I have my seventh cider

Ok, Yeah, lets
You're fun. You're attractive. You're sexy,
Why shouldn't we?

I have a hangover

Where am I?
What am I doing, like this, with you?
What happened last night?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

Poem

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

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace