Description: Sometimes pretty boys are so full of themselves, you just want to take their heads like you did as a kid with the Barbie and pull it off....There is some relief in thinking that....Or it's most likely I got nothing better to think about....Enjoy
Off With Barbie Boy's Head -------------------------------------------
You linger in my thoughts
Moments after leaving sight
Crawling behind you is desperate
Not if catching you is manageable
Your impression walks for miles
Remains intact so many days later
I am too captivated by your style
To the extent of memorization
You are my match made in heaven
Though if confessions were told
You are the dream of every woman
Competition tightens my confidence
I seek ways to be the diva you crave for
Push away the pride I cared for so much
Just to bring home the trophy knowing
It is work in progress but I got the best
This drooling desire
Becomes paler and paler
Gagging reflex emerges
Our conversations become exciting
The moment you walk away from it
You remind me of my childhood days
When I pulled off the head of my Barbie
For unknown reasons, you entice me
To choke the living essence out of you
I am hoping somehow the best will pop up
But I guess it is just your head that fell off
I take it that you are saying that competition creates jealousy. I think that jealousy quickly destroys love to the extent of hatred not for the person but by the implications of how one comports one's self. I found the last stanza amusing in its consternation of devising ways to get the attention of someone a person really likes. Hope it plans an pans out.
whoa it sounds like you were righting a poem about your royal Smuggness at first. But alas this couldn't be about yours truly for a couple of reasons..
1. my neck is FAR too muscular for your little fingers to fit around.
2. All I'm gonna say is nice picture, but pretty girls are a dime a dozen for someone like me...
perhaps that's what you mean in this poem.
Trust the Smug One.. If I read through it, it was a good poem.
and i did
Nice. I would love to tell you to give the pretty boys a rest, and try finding you something that isn't USDA grad "A" beef. But that would do no good. You like pretty much every good looking woman I know think you can have it all. You want the smart, nice, and good looking guy. I won't deny they are out there, but very few and far between. The rest of us (you in this cause, we are talking about men) have to settle. Brains, brawn, and sensitivity is a bit much to ask.
I would say find you a chubby or geeky guy whom would worship you. But that would be pointless. You won't because despite what every woman says, looks matter a lot.
Oh, right, I am suppose to be evaluating your work here. Well over all I like it. I think it is pretty true to life. It speaks of the recurring pattern that is most women (at least that I know) lives.