I long for whispers from her lips,
my hands desire to hold her hips,
Secretly my love abounds,
while for her,my heart pounds,
she,so great,is my joy,
and for her, I am her toy,
that is, her own love puppet,
her very own Mr. Muppet,
so i wait with hidden emotion,
flooding my heart like an ocean.
her nam so sweet like goldn honey
her eyes so soft like a bunny
her face, yet so like a rose
sugary lips nad a gumdrop nose
her hands so lush as cherry pie
her cheeks that blush red like pepperment die.
and not to mention she cares so great
about anything it seems innate
forever ill love her
forever ill care
forever shell b my teddy bear
and maybe one day shell care about me
and ill be her honey bee
(hey everyone..this is my friend wes.\'s poem...please tell him what you think,
thanks
