Not pretty
A girl asked me once if she was pretty
Before I replied, In my mind I sighed
For in a flash fourteen thoughts replied.
The first was the time I'd seen her
By a fire in skimpy attire
Black panties and a Dusty cream shirt
I thought man is she pretty
The second was a nice time
With a radio in a car
If I could only keep her in jar
Carry her with me when I go Far
I thought man was she pretty
The third you see was bliss
Her, half naked, Clothed with a bikini
White with red, pretty, she lay on my bed.
There I thought she was pretty.
The fourth I can say
Came on that perfectly awkward day
Messing around in bedroom play
There the kiss was to lay
After that I thought she was pretty
The fifth had to be
In a pool with good company
A warm summers' breath it be
There I also thought she was pretty
The sixth was a trip
Cause I entered her home
Took her by the hand to my throne
And we danced.
Dancing she is pretty
The seventh is comical
A father caught us making out
In a friends bed, with music about
I could feel her pretty then.
The eighth was bizarre
I was on a landing in house
All I saw was her curve
God, then, she was who I wanted to serve
For she was pretty.
The nineth came
When the rains fell
on her back porch under her spell
Yep she was pretty.
The tenth I couldn't see her
However her voice lit the way
Over the phone I'd say
I could hear her pretty.
The eleveth came
When she did
After the breathing slowed
I could see she was pretty
The twelvth flowed over her leg
As the sand fell and her chest swelled
with breathing accourdance to the moment
On the sunny beach that day
The gulls looked at her being pretty
The thirteenth showed up
In my head, when she wasn't there
My memory told me
That she definately was pretty
And the fourteenth came
After a hot day on a bed
Talking, half clothed,
I saw her and said I love you
Never was she prettier
After all these visions of her being pretty
I took to myself lots of pity
I couldn't bring myself to tell her she was pretty
Thanks to my pity
So I told her No you're not pretty!
You're Absoulutely Beautiful!
--RORY
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem about Charley, and she told me to post it here,
so I did. She once asked me if she was pretty, this is my response.
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