Spend the Rest of Your Life with Me......Tonight

Why do our feelings change so quickly? This is about being caught up in momentary passion and completely embracing that passion only to have lost that love and passion soon after.

“I must be crazy standing in this place, but I'm feeling no disgrace, for asking.......

Let me hold you tight......If only for one night”

                                             -  Luther Vandross, “If Only For One Night” 

 

 

 

Spend the Rest of Your

Life With Me.......Tonight

 

By Bridgey "GoneBeforeUWakeUpInTheMorning" McLovin

 

 

 

 

 She walked with the presence of 

                                September 11th

 

With red carpet appeal

it's unreal watching her move right to left and....

His eyes bugged......minus the drugs

As she struts up his Stairway to Heaven

          Like Led Zeppelin 

 

No question, the object of his affection
Earned him an erection as he,

orientates her inner being and progression
He calls daily

She answers the phone?

           Maybe

Persistently, he waits out her clichéd

“Hard to Get” playing

Still…….

It's a delight "  learning"   her a*s,

he might let her, spend the rest of her life with him for tonight!

 

 

His well chosen words surge

smoothly through her nerves

as they flow lower and lower

her flirting gets bolder and bolder

 

He pays no attention to her flirting,

Though not a fool, he knows he can have her,

so he just plays it cool

His eyes hint of passion, but his words make her imagine

whether the nether regions of his

passive aggressive actions

would be worth taking the plunge.......

What has begun, is the mental foreplay

Taking place, minus the pun

 

As he flirts with her body using words smart and coy

He really listens as she speaks

which her intuition really enjoys

Relaxing her bosom, weak kneed and very intrigued

by his, thought-to-be need not to spread said knees  

makes her knees want to proceed to spread comfortably

so she leads him to her sheets….

ACTING reluctant, he agrees!

 

His skills, did it again

and his game is never wrong,

cause like Bonita Applebum,

              she had to put him on!

 

She was his "only one" before,

now BEFORE 

       is the past!!!

 And all his phone calls stopped,

         soon after he got the a*s

So she went and changed her hair,

but now he just don't care!
Unless that different hair's attached

 To a different derriere!!

 

 

He's attention deficient,

       Love makes him hesitant 
Leases it from day to day,

             never a long-term resident
...It's evident, yet irrelevant to pursue 
        

 Because when she says,

           "I LOVE YOU!"
He says,

  “I LOVE YOU TOOOOO...

           NIGHT!"

He might, just recite whatever romantic movie or music lines fitting, she might like

 

Just to make love

and make that same love leave later

He WAS happy to date her,

but "Father Time" can't save her!

I'm not saying it's right,

just understanding his plight

It's time for the next girl

To love him forever...

    tonight

 

 

Author's Note

Let me straighten something out about this one "right fast"..... This poem is about a subject who's momentarily in love. I could've easily have made the subject a woman. But this doesn't directly speak for me! You don't have to ask me anymore. LOL I got the title from a line from "Mo' Better Blues" but if you blinked, you missed it. I love the flow with this one. Very easy when I recite this one at open mic. I feel like Darius Lovehall when I do this one! The girls dig the flow and rhythm, and the guys(not surprisingly) enjoy the hilarity of what I can assume is life related. Everyone wins and this is one of my favorite writes. This is probably the most focused I've ever been on a piece!

Reviews

[ANNA]

Hun you are more then a spoken word poet!!! More then a wordsmith, More then a sun burn on the back my back. You are more then the box people push you in. I never see anyone to mold and beld and shaped the poem as you do. You are more then one and to much for me to breathe in. I love and forever will be your fav and support you. We have all been here. We get placed in these imagery boxes that others have no right in placing us. They don't know us. They take ours words and bring our poetry to its knee's.

You are more then this website.......

Much love n respect,
anna

I can't wait for you to read my new poet 'Just Sex' It will be up tomorrow. It something like this. I love the way your mind works. Never lose yourself in others who don't know you or your gifted!


So she went and changed her hair,

but now he just don't care!
Unless that different hair's attached

To a different derriere!!

This is sooo true! lol '"laughing at myself" lol

[Christina Braceros]

I love it!!!! it displays the right amount of infatuation.....totally creative and totally true.

[~angelalala~]

"Unless that different hair's attached
To a different derriere!!" you are the master of rhyming words that no one else would ever think of. hair & derriere, cute. this is a great amusing piece. & oh so true. been there. this phase of life, as i think most have. "It's time for the next girl
To love him forever........tonight" same s**t, different a*s (so to speak). great write. fun to read. :)

[Dominick]

You have a unique style of writing that works well for you. I've read other works of yours so far (although this being the first I comment on) and though I usually don't like the multi-colored, multi-structural forms of poetry, this one was worth reading. The topic seems harsh because of the cold-hearted reality of the perceptions of love and lust, and bitter truth. I like how you added a few song lines like Zeppelin and P.M. Dawn to bring familiarity to the reader. Overall it's a good write mixing poetry and reality together.

Content:

***Some lines I really liked***

"With red carpet appeal"

"So she went and changed her hair,
but now he just don't care!
Unless that different hair's attached
To a different derriere!!" (How true this is. Why is it we seek something new, even though what we have can change and take on different looks, and cared enough to try?...)

"I LOVE YOU TOO.....................NIGHT!"

***Suggested changes/corrections***

Zepplin -> Zeppelin

"He's attention deficient, love it makes him hesitant" -> Everything seemed to flow nice until this line, my suggestions would be to take out "it" or show more of a pause "love, it makes him hesitant"

[perfectlymetiKulous]

I.... can.... IDENTIFY.
And it might speak directly for me. LOL.

[Zatoichi]

have you tried evoca? i've heard a few poems recited on here and yours are most def theatrical in style. i've said it before- i hope to see or at least hear your performance one day. Z

[Phantom Heart]

This is absolutely great, the theme was funny and I enjoyed it very much. Your writing is different, it's written to be performed, and with the way you set up the words and the size lets the reader get animated despite not being able to listen to you perform it.

[Spoken]

i agree the flow is just spot on and smartly done. sounds like, in ways, the character i describe in "unconventional addict". just love the rhymth and flow.

[QuietPoet]

This was interesting and I liked it. Your a great poet. I like your style. Its like you can write just about anything and it sounds perfect. Great job.

[Farrah Grahm]

I like this.
For some reason, this reminds me of Sinatra's, song....when I'm not near the one I love, I love the one I'm near' maybe not the same exact subject, but close, I can't remember the title. it just reminds me of it slightly.
I like this, one of my favorites too! I like this, and it's got a great flow. Great rhyme scheme. Good job!

[Walkingblind]

So true why some men and women do this I don't know, your verses
run miles! I love how you described your point, everything you write
is so visual. Dealing with the message in the poem though is hard because
I don't have a clue why it's like this with some people why they need a new
flavor everyother day and even if they feel any attachment, it still goes on the
way it did before. Love the poem, love the message...Keep'em comin!