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If he was me
If he was me,
I could show you so much.
I could wink at you,
and make you feel touched.
I could write hundred of love letters.
Each one,
would only get better.
While he out with his boys,
you and I could make noise.
Let the little boy have his toys.
Let me show you the real joy.
If me was he,
he would be nasty.
You could never walk past me.
Without me tasting,
from your essence
to your presence,
It gets me high like hydro,
I guess he dont know what he got so...
I sneak and pretend,
act like we friends,
all just so I could watch your rear end.
I know how to treat,
plus play a trick.
Give you seven different positions
take your pick.
Just as long as your on the team,
I'll leave you washed in sweat,
like a bath in steam.
If me was he,
I would praise you.
Rub your feet,
under my wing I raise you.
For I am king,
therefore I serve.
Im your calgon,
here to calm your nerves.
While he swing,
I swerve,
skating on your slopes,
banging at your curves.
Alas its just a thought,
it could never be,
just make sure you dont look at me.
For if me was he,
then he would know,
a woman's worth,
is something you show.
Richard J Wright 2007
Last edited by poeticasylum1 : June 15th, 2007 at 08:10 AM.
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