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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Romance/Love · #1106064
A poem dedicated to random boys of the past.
To the stranger I know so well

Thank you for the dramatically and emotionally entertaining and sexually frustrating memories

For being that man in charge; the man on top

Could I be your little woman?

We can laugh in the rain, hold hands in Seattle,

You can kiss me where it hurts

Safety and security - did you love me?

Let's fuck till we're eighty, have kittens galore; all day we'll sip taro bubble tea

Thanks for carrying the laundry and letting me let you be so close to me

K-I-S-S-I-N-G under the fireworks, hockey at the PNE



Thanks guy for being there immediately

You were there to lie beside me

I cried and I cried pathetically

Made plans to see him and fuck him indifferently

We kissed pseudo passionately

Thanks guy, you're my guardian angel

But "I'm single, that's how I wanna be"

You bought me KFC cuz I was hungry

- and KFC's only a twoonie?

Currently you're still checkin up on me



Thanks cutie pie for the one night stand

Your laugh is geeked out

But you're the most spontaneous person I've met

You showed me the quiet wild side

And you let me refuse a dick ride

Did you think I looked hot and sexy because of my hair?

Perhaps it was my seeming easiness I cared to share

I felt real good the next day and treated myself to breakfast at Mickey D's

But please..I don't want you calling me

I admit, and let's keep it this way,

You're my perfect memory



And I've been talking to you for more than a year

Excited to finally see you

Or 'politickin face to face'

Our first night I fell in deep love with you highly

Should I say infatuated by you sexually?

Felt so good to get away; loved the way you let me be lazy

You're still my number one; You made me go so crazy

But I don't think we intended it to be like that

I kinda wish you see me as more than somethin wet, I kinda wish for it to be before we met

Like in Grimsby and how you said you would fly over to see me



So, I love the classic way we met

Some sorta sensual and drunk chemistry

While you danced up behind me

Astrological incompatibility and your phone doesn't work, unfortunately

You say I'm your bestest friend here and sure

But.. ps can I be your girl?

You sang me some confidence and cared to walk me home

I just wanna wrap my legs around your hips again

And kiss your sexy ass lips again

I really don't mind sharing you

Cuz you're a youngin and your fine self should not be tied down by some hardening frown

At the same time, I wouldn't mind sexin you like a best friend or even bein with you while you call me boo



I was fourteen

Sweetie, it seemed our first kiss and my first kiss was hardly what I would call bliss

Underground parking lot, on the floor, legs spread open - that was hot

Or in the backseat of the car - we didn't quite care about the stars

I wrote to you about the shower

We boasted our sexual power

But I'm allergic to you and I find it funny you said I love you



You were my neighbour, my friend

I liked the visits time and again

Paper, kisses, and massages you lent me

Smooth and sexy, you whispered in my ear gently

The epitome of what I love obssessively and passionately

But now we're grown and it's no Musiq game

That was just past; there ain't no shame



I look for you cuz you were the only virgo

What if I had picked you? And fucked fate?

Would I still be in Limbo or would I have found a semi-permanent mate?

Romantic, cute, and tattooed with faith and hope

A gentleman who didn't grope

Too good to be true

- that's why I didn't choose you



I remember blaming you

For my failures in school

But I'll never wish back drunk and funny nights

Or the times you touched me and liked I was so tight



I wasn't down with you making so many runs

Bringing me home at 2, 3 or 4 in the morning

But you came to my work and insisted on buying me silly things

You smoked so much damn weed and no offense, I thought your best friend was pretty sweet



I liked how you introduced yourself

I admit; you made me melt

Briefly, I was so into you

But I just wanted a bootycall

Kinda wierd how rumours are spread - like pb& j on bread



Gave you a teddy bear for Christmas

I don't even think you cared

But I was like whatever man, you were hot and yummy kinda like chocolate syrup that fills my tummy

Caught you in the nike shop and was so flustered

You totally made me feel retarded; There's this Lauryn Hill song that reminds me of you

But it's kinda funny, I think now I may be too good for you



I apologize now and then for the tears cried

Wasn't my fault I realized there were so many fly guys

I was heavily impressed, though about the weight of your friendly mate

French, your character is so out there



Hey you, you're the only one who's gonna read this

Let's bask in our friendliness and our oath of platonicness

5 years and more going strong, funny how we have this bond

We should practically have an anniversary date to celebrate

Gulliver's travels, girl/boy drama trauma, trips we still have to make - a guy who's almost been there for me and with me through it all in some sense

So cool, never realized this :P



I memorize this memory, accidentally, by the drive in theatre

I indeed had a lot of fun with you despite the arguments and what not

Baby, you're always number one in my heart
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