Wet Spot Poem by Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide

Wet Spot



By the size of the wet spot
in the picture,
with 'Crackers In Bed'
by King Crow above,
you wouldn't even
have to get out of bed
for the real world to kill
your love.

Wet Spot
Saturday, October 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: bedtime,poem
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Crackers In Bed - Poem by King Crow
After all these years
I still remember your smell
A deep long kiss
And your breast would swell

We would laugh like crazy
When nothing was funny
I'd lick your whole body
You tasted like honey

Making serious love
With nothing being said
Then talking our heads off
Eating crackers in bed

Thought it would last forever
But it never ever does
Eventually you get out of bed
And the real world kills your love
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Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide
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