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Title: Me and You 101
Genre: Poetry
Author: Quixorotic    [ Send a Private Message ]
Copyright: mine
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Summary: This was a random writing, I used class as a metaphor for love.
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Me and you 101

 

 

 

See she showed me how to die, how to cry, how to lonely

How to be my own woman, how to be her one and only

How love myself for her, late nights on the phone

How to give into the heat, how to eat, how to bone

 

 

See she showed me how to fight, how dyke, how to scar

How to intimidate the boys, cockblockin’ from the bar

How to be a good look when I’m wearin’ baggy jeans

And she showed me how to move, how to cum, how to scream

 

 

See she showed me how to want, and now I’m wanting to be happy

She showed me getting mushy, close to gushy, now I’m sappy

She showed me how to sex, in between second base and third

And then she showed how to sweat, how to crave, how to yearn

 

 

She showed me fake feelings, pointed ‘em out to me

Looked at him and said that’s what phony’s about you see?

She showed me grilled cheese, I never been a great cook

But I’m Wolfgang for her, every recipe in the book

 

 

She showed me how to really get clean taking a shower

All it takes is soap one minute, and my girl for a hour

Then she showed me how to slip, how to swim, how to dive

How to use one knee to open up her thighs

 

 

She showed me how to take shots, how to hold my liquor

She showed me how to write it out, late nights when I miss her

How they like to throw their spite about, every time I kiss her

But I start throwing too, any time that they dis her

 

 

Well I taught her how to Etheridge

How to Ferrick

How to Carey

How a woman looks in a tux

How it will feel when we’re married

 

 

Most importantly you know…

I taught the girl how to flow

How to make velvet love, have silk sex

I taught her I was good, but only because she’s best

Now she knows she not only beautiful

Inside…Outside…damn she’s lovely!

She’s taught me so much

But I taught her how to love me.




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