Monday, September 14, 2015

Mr. Yum

Oh, you fickle flirt
You made me feel good
With your sexy words
But only in passing

My teenage reaction
To your digital visage
Left me wanting more
I want to eat you up

But I guess I'm too bold
Scaring away the skittish
With my forward demand
To see you in person

In this shallow pond
You may be a catfish
A sexy illusion
But my hunger is real

I'm not up for the game
Virtual affection can't satisfy
Must have my cake
And eat it too

I suppose that's my purpose
If you're not bold enough
To stand beside me
Then best you run now.