No Questions
Ask me no questions
I’ll tell no lies
But I’ll keep you guessing insted
Why not come here
look into my eyes
Tell me what’s in my head?
Am I not enticing?
Succumb to my allure
And let’s speak words of love
Get to know me
I am quite sure
I’m everything you could think of
I’ll chew you up
and spit you out
While you don’t suspect a thing
Ask me no questions
’cause there’s no doubt
No comfort to you it’ll bring!
Teresa Marie 8/27/11
Posted on August 28, 2011, in Poems and tagged Allure, Doubt, Lies, Love, No Comfort, Poetry, Question, Romance. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
This is the perfect comeback from your last poem. Mourning is over and vengeance is mine. I love it.
Mike, and again, thanks! I know, right?! This was just a funny little “ditty” that I ran off. Peace and blessings…