It finally happened that day you approached me
Always saw it in my mind but still nothing could have prepared me
Lips started moving but all I remember clearly was “Hi”
Then something about liking the eyes, the size, you being Taurus and what was I
After that coherent sentence, the rest was like a blur
Cause all I was thinking shit he’s talking to me what to say, “What did you say, huh?”
It was something like, “been watching you for quite some time you know”
Something like, “I shoulda told you this a long, long time ago”
Something like, “please don’t get the wrong idea of me”
Something like “I’m not some stalker, just a guy who’s totally,
Thinking that you should be going out with me,
Not some other guy who doesn’t know how to treat a lady”
Oh wait a minute reality got a hold of me
I’m only sixteen, and this Adonis is like twenty-three
Unless my friend got his age wrong or lied to me
So what, an older man is experienced and that’s what I need
Now I’m thinking, Mom would never approve though
Anyway what my Mom doesn’t know won’t hurt her
Still fantasizing as my mind drifts away
Then I hear, “Excuse me family, are you feeling okay”
“Sure” I say as our eyes once again meet
Then he says “Sure you okay, why don’t you have a seat”
Now he asks if he should repeat what he had said
"Yes" I say smiling, "please repeat it once again"
“I like your dog’s eyes, she has a nice size
My dog’s name is Taurus and maybe we could compromise,
Because Taurus needs a mate, maybe we could arrange a date
Get our dogs together…."
“What” I say “Wait, Wait”
“Our dogs?” I say as I stare at him squarely
“Yes our dogs” he replies quizzically
Embarrassed now and about to loose my cool
I simply got up and asked if he was a fool
My dog’s a male and therefore not a she
So in other words he and Taurus could never be
Okay he says then asks “how bout you and me,
Go on that date, you know you kinda sexy”
I look at him like if he’s gone crazy,
Then I say, “I’m only sixteen you perv,
You look like you’re at least twenty-three”
Then as I walked away with leash and dog in hand I heard
Something like “Twenty-Three? I’m only eighteen years old”
Copyright © 2008 PTD Lawrence
Monday, August 11, 2008
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