You took your shoes
And left me alone in my flat.
Your right to choose,
I can’t argue against that.
Fantasies oft run riot
In a man’s fevered head.
Better to stay quiet,
For such things can not be unsaid.
You took your shoes
And left me alone in my flat.
Your right to choose,
I can’t argue against that.
Fantasies oft run riot
In a man’s fevered head.
Better to stay quiet,
For such things can not be unsaid.
Thanks for the reminder, Kevin! I will overthink twice, next time i am asked. 🙂 xx Michael
I’m pleased my poem appeals to you, Michael.
Love ❤️
I’m pleased you like my poem. Thank you for commenting
My pleasure