Want

Posted on June 1, 2010 by margocole

Make him laugh.

You get to see his chest
heaving

He may do it
With nerves underneath
Like he can’t choose
What he most wants
With you
Next

And you want to hear that.

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I’m starting to feel like Christian Slater in Pump Up the Volume.
Shy glasses and everything.

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9 Responses to Want

  1. lisagailgreen says:
    June 1, 2010 at 11:11 am

    Margo – I don’t know if that’s a bad thing! I mean I used to think he was pretty hot in that movie…

    Oh and I like the poem!

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  2. Tim Keeton says:
    June 1, 2010 at 11:11 am

    Glad to see you took the plunge…

    Rhyme on!

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  3. Joe Suzz says:
    June 1, 2010 at 6:09 pm

    cool poem:]

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  4. Sandra says:
    June 1, 2010 at 6:27 pm

    The word of the day is Want. And I want (AHH!) to read your poem again!

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