Writing Prompt #63: Start a poem with Roses are red, Violets are blue
Roses Are Red
Violets are blue
I’m just trying to get back with you
Sitting in the stu
Hennessy in my cup
I just miss how we use to make love
Back scratching
Lip biting
It was so enticing
As my grip around your neck kept tightening
After each breath was taken
We both knew it was wrong but we kept at it
I was everything you ever imagine
Your husband just wasn’t up to that level
When we started we always said no strings attached
But it was something about you that had me wrapped around your finger and I was a yo-yo that just kept coming back
Maybe it was that slight bounced that I saw your ass do when I hit it from the back
Or how your eyes glazed over when I made my tongue roll
We had our moment but you had to roll when your husband became curious
That’s when things were just getting serious
If only he knew the suspicious thoughts he had about you was right
But I’ll never say
Because that’s not how K is
I’ll never tell our business
I’ll just take another sip
And continue to think about you
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’m just trying to get back with you
