Humbert Humbert, Pleased To Meet You. (Forbidden Love)
Liquorice all-sorts are the best.
So many colours and so many choices,
What’s not to like?
Anyone would love a bit of that.
I’m the sweet shop’s best customer,
The ‘keeper wonders where I put it all...
I smile.
I’m generous and kind.
Be kind and considerate
And treat them with respect,
That’s they key.
I
Am a gentleman.
A romantic walk in the park
Hand in hand
I met her at the swings
She needed a push,
So I gave her what she wanted
I don’t see the problem.
She was happy
I was happy.
She wanted to play games and giggle
I felt loved
And smiled.
I ask, what’s wrong with that?
It’s so nice to meet someone new.
When you have to move around
It’s hard to find that someone special
It’s hard to find the one
The one you can love.
She looked at me,
I knew she could see
She could see me.
Her mother was so upset
When she found us
In the bushes.
I don’t see the problem,
It’s young love
And
She knew what she was doing.
She must have.
clarissa mckone
Wed 22nd Jul 2009 03:43
wow, I would have never thought about that subject matter, for a poem. You have done very well.