Oh, you blink and I could kill you! <br />Yet, there you are, <br />blinking away, eyes sallow blue. <br />telling me what I am. <br />Why hasn't somebody shot you? <br />Or clubbed you, <br />stabbed, <br />hung, <br />or drown <br />you? <br />The more I fill your inbox, <br />the less I want your swollen eyes around. <br />Oh you choke me with innuendo and doubt! <br />But I wiggle away only to surround! <br />Foot through the door, and I can't get it out <br />Because it's glued there, to our perfect sound. <br />Sound of fighting <br />and biting you <br />tasting <br />touching <br /> my lips to yours, my head to the clouds... <br />You quoting Dorothy Parker! <br />I wish you'd just fucking shut up. <br />I'm burning for a chance to make you even smarter! <br />I don't see why getting into bed has to be this tough...<br /><br />Delilah Miller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boys-get-tired-of-me/
