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Click hereKiss me,
Hold me,
Want me,
I love you.
Do you like my hairdo?
I bought more new shoes, too.
What do you want to eat?
Supper is ready, Sweets.
You are never there for me.
You don’t ever talk to me.
I’m tired and have a headache. I can’t tonight.
My mother is coming for a visit. Alright?
Shopping, charging, buying clothes
Errands, running, diets blow.
Unless you change, no more beer,
I want a divorce, you hear?
Kiss me,
Hold me,
Love me,
I love you.
So many women are like this. I know truly that I am not one of them, but my heart bleeds for the men who are with women who are...
Another bitter sweet tonguue in chick by my second favorite Bostonian...
Kind of raw...but very true...a lot of women give and give waiting for any crum of affection and appreciation and never get them....it's very sad...but I wouldn't call it erotic...more reality....very good insight..conversly it can work the other way too...it really goes both ways
I know there are many women like that, but I'm not one of them. I give and give and never get a thing in return then feel like crap because I have people ( relatives) telling me how easy I am to play and screw over.
I like your poem. It has a good rhythm, and is basically true I guess.
I have enjoyed reading you lately and thanks for the note. :)
best wishes,
NJ