Untitled (“bonny, and that is…”)
bonny, and that is
"je ne sasi quoi"
that unlinges me no need asking
why
cogitate and meditate on she being fla
to the nub she's no sight to obloquy
can't feign
love when she's eager
she by me suits
"la dolce vita"
pristine love glide my red
stream flow
seeing my cynosure damsel, languid i go
mishap anytime finding her's elusive
and insomnia is inevitable which is not fecund
if loving is abet for you,
never will i go
helter-skelter i feel,
where's my alterego?
come sooner for your love i acquiesce
acoustic improvement her aplomb voice
my heart once staid
now zealous
with audible beat
never will i wuss
my heart, my love neither gone astray
she's nigh when she seems so faraway
her smile melting my frozen heart
it's no felony...
we never will part.
Sent as a joke to poetry.com
