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[aid] => mick
[title] => One For One
[time] => 2007-04-09 14:28:35
[hometext] => My friend asked me to write her a poem, she said dark and romantic, I didn't know what she meant so this is what came out
[bodytext] => One for one, she said At the foot of his bed Telling him stories To sooth his head Stretched out from post to post He clinches his teeth down on the gag As she pour the wax across his chest His muscles tighten As she continues on One for one, from dawn to dawn She's loved him all along Watching him from across the hall And behind the walls From the tender age, when they were young But she was shy and taking care of her mom Always keeping her hair up, glasses on Her head down in the books He was a soccer...king of the the field Caught a scholarship and flew away to college To her sadness he never stop to look Six years went by One for one was left all alone For three years without her mom She burried her nose in work Until one day She saw her man had came back home She watched him as she has always done Knowing he wouldn't be a junior by 21 Married and divorced by 23 Kicked out of school, lost to reality Working only labor, wondering around For another year before he made it home One for one was still right there Teaching where she first layed eyes on him Living life so silent and solitude Grading papers while day dreaming Drinking a glass of wine Every night until one day One for one she said At the foot of his bed Telling him a story To ease his head She removed the wax And rubs oil across his skin Muscles still tight As she take off the blind fold and gag Saying from dawn to dawn She loved him all along And her voice fell silent He looks at her and says Jen, you're still beautiful You know you could of just asked for a date I about **** myself I thought you were going to kill me at first How did you get into my house, nevermind I like it, I like you I always have, but you never said anything And I've always been a **** up I just couldn't see me tainting someone so innocent She looks into his eyes Innocent And with the snapping of the whip........ [comments] => 7 [counter] => 268 [topic] => 43 [informant] => rhei76 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 30 [ratings] => 10 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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