miyako73
01-06-2013, 04:28 PM
The frown on my face,
As cold and lifeless
As the long cucumber,
Distorts my cheeks,
My shallow dimples,
My once laugh lines.
It is not the green lollipop
You give instead of a gum,
The promised sweet cherry;
It is not the grainy video-
A man on a feverish child
Not a Disney love story.
It is your face all mustache,
Your baldness like a crown
Sticky and smelling of pomade,
Your wet fingers, oiled nails
Settling on my arms, my skin
Like the soft butter you melt.
As cold and lifeless
As the long cucumber,
Distorts my cheeks,
My shallow dimples,
My once laugh lines.
It is not the green lollipop
You give instead of a gum,
The promised sweet cherry;
It is not the grainy video-
A man on a feverish child
Not a Disney love story.
It is your face all mustache,
Your baldness like a crown
Sticky and smelling of pomade,
Your wet fingers, oiled nails
Settling on my arms, my skin
Like the soft butter you melt.