I once had that special girl of my dreams but instead of laying down the law I sat back not realizing my touch was in request..
me trying to be the perfect man but she wanted just a man….
perfection wasn’t even in the equation,
being patient, too patient damn..
I’ve waited too long and the fire has died down but the wood still carries a little heat,
maybe I can flare it back up..
and cause that old blaze to erupt.. hmmm
Is it worth it, because we’ve both moved on to a new song..
no longer we rock to the old records we use to play…
Our maturity has us intact in a respected way…
But I Wonder if she ponder the thoughts of the What if…
because I do all the time…
No harm in imagination right..
A: Poetic Thought By: Marvel
“Silly Me” Is A Poetic Thought by: Marvel Saffold © Copyright Marlevous Thoughts 2014, All Rights Reserved.
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