Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Passion?

You're always there,
Guiding me,

But you never say a word.


You sit in your orange jacket,

Waiting for me

Because I need you.


I slip between the covers,

Studying you.

Anticipating.


THE CHICAGO MANUAL OF STYLE,

You sexy beast.



2 comments:

Old Kitty said...

LOL! I had to google The Chicago Manual of Style! LOL!! Oh wow - lovely poem - you are such a TEASE!! LOL! take care
x

Dawn Simon said...

Hi, Old Kitty! Hee! You are always so fun! :)