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Array ( [sid] => 31495 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => As men do [time] => 2004-01-12 16:17:54 [hometext] => Silly men! [bodytext] => She wasn't the prettiest girl around,
Yet somehow she made my heart pound,
And when I smiled at her, as men do,
Full beam, she smiled at me too.

I stuttered the words from my head,
To the dance floor there I led,
Slow music and, as men do, I held her tight,
Just us two on a crowded floor that night.

We walked hand in hand towards her place,
Smiling glances, my heart it just raced,
As men do, I kissed her, she blew my mind,
By returning with tongue my kiss in kind.

This guy's in love, I heard my mind say,
And, as men do, I called her up the next day,
Where did time go as we talked and talked,
Arranged for soon to go for a long walk.

Blazers and dresses in the summer sun,
Came in my mind that she was the one,
When the long loving walk came to a rest,
As men do, my hand gently brushed her breast.

As men do, I said all the right words,
Mentioned flowers, fluffy clouds and birds,
And when I tried I didn't have to beg,
As she let me run my hand right up her leg.

Not long after I promised we'd be wed,
She let me take her upstairs to her bed,
As men do, my joy I couldn't hide,
Our bodies became one as I rode inside.

Moved in together as long term lovers,
And, as men do, had tea with her Mother,
Lover and Mom outlined plans ahead,
A lot more than just sharing body and bed.

So here I am married, mortgage and child,
Long gone now the days of being so wild,
Be careful thus that this doesn’t happen to you,
A long time to wonder why, as men do.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 2 [informant] => jonteD [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

As men do

Contributed by jonteD on Monday, 12th January 2004 @ 04:17:54 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

She wasn't the prettiest girl around,
Yet somehow she made my heart pound,
And when I smiled at her, as men do,
Full beam, she smiled at me too.

I stuttered the words from my head,
To the dance floor there I led,
Slow music and, as men do, I held her tight,
Just us two on a crowded floor that night.

We walked hand in hand towards her place,
Smiling glances, my heart it just raced,
As men do, I kissed her, she blew my mind,
By returning with tongue my kiss in kind.

This guy's in love, I heard my mind say,
And, as men do, I called her up the next day,
Where did time go as we talked and talked,
Arranged for soon to go for a long walk.

Blazers and dresses in the summer sun,
Came in my mind that she was the one,
When the long loving walk came to a rest,
As men do, my hand gently brushed her breast.

As men do, I said all the right words,
Mentioned flowers, fluffy clouds and birds,
And when I tried I didn't have to beg,
As she let me run my hand right up her leg.

Not long after I promised we'd be wed,
She let me take her upstairs to her bed,
As men do, my joy I couldn't hide,
Our bodies became one as I rode inside.

Moved in together as long term lovers,
And, as men do, had tea with her Mother,
Lover and Mom outlined plans ahead,
A lot more than just sharing body and bed.

So here I am married, mortgage and child,
Long gone now the days of being so wild,
Be careful thus that this doesn’t happen to you,
A long time to wonder why, as men do.

Copyright Â© jonteD ... [ 2004-01-12 16:17:54]
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Re: As men do (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Monday, 12th January 2004 @ 04:26:54 PM AEST
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Aha!! So this is how it happened!! Oops..didn't mean to laugh....so loudly....
Enjoyed this immensely..
Jenni

Re: As men do (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Monday, 12th January 2004 @ 08:54:34 PM AEST
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I loved the story found in your poem. It gives me something to ponder. It was absolutely great.

Kie

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