Romance

Im a hopeless romantic,i know it so let it be
Buying roses,chocolates,ultra sensitive condoms and all types of jewellery
Get a whiff of her perfume,then im smitten
Hoping for cuddles and kisses without getting bitten
She awaits me at the resturant table,her beauty illuminated by a nearby lamp
But after snowballing coke for three days,i arrive dressed like a tramp.
Her thinly veiled anger i find quite charming
But the way she assaults me is severely alarming
Men will never understand women and the rules of attraction
I ponder this to myself,while in hospital bound up in traction.
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
This is about the highs and lows of romance

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Comments (2)

empyrean
... incredible to have a conclusion!
rapturecapture
Hi sirlarry111

Bravo...applauseA hopeless romantic...only an Irish rogue would get away with it...laugh and it looks like you got out alive, lived to tell the tale.

Thank you for sharing...really enjoyd reading

Martina xxxhug bouquet angel wave
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