She was standing next to me
I was looking at another her
Yes… it was another she
I could not help but stare
How could I let it be?!
She was so damn fair
Hoping she did not see
I was looking at a pair
Bikini clad in a summer’s sea
Peeking at me I swear
She wanted to pay the fee
To a resort with optional wear
They put you in a killing spree
And expect you not to care
She said it was not jealousy
A commitment we both share
That night I wasn’t so lucky
I had to sleep in a hotel chair
Next time I’m not to agree
I’ll insist we go elsewhere
Even if she begs on her knee
Or sprinkles lies with fanfare
If she wants life to be glee
She should let me share
Submitted: June 27, 2022
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"A resort with optional wear"???
You better stick with cruise ships, Sam. Put some shades on.
Next time get a hotel room with double beds so you won't be stuck sleeping in a chair. What exactly did u want to share? Or did you mean stare? Damn auto correct
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Lizziewolf
Ah, jealousy...that feeling that makes sweet things turn bitter and bitter things even worse...
Mon, June 27th, 2022 5:01pmNice poem! Love, Lizzie,
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Thanks Lizzie…. I was wondering why everything tastes bitter these days…
Wed, June 29th, 2022 2:12pm