It's now the morning after.
I stagger about this apartment
Its vacant loneliness highlights
The tiny reminders of you.
Pabst empties half-crushed in the sink
Tipped shot glasses drool their last remains
Next to the JD bottle on the floor
While lacy panties lazily wave surrender
From their rotating ceiling fan aerie.
Then a blurred memory jumps into focus
Along with its many repeated reflections
Spurred by a tortilla package on the counter.
A product of perfect innocence,
And yet glaring the painful truth
With the simple declaration of "Burrito Size."
Your beauty eminates like a beacon in the night
I yearn for our time, the special moments shared
You shine like a freashly waxed dolphin
Glistening, shimmering, perfect
We wander through fields of wild flowers
Taking in the little things that nature provides
I hold your hand, kneading your palms
Like the gentle massage of the canoe boat driver
Arriving home, we prepare a lovely meal
All the best, bacon, natchos, cabbage, and hummus
After perculating some colon coffee we end our day
Together, two turtle doves sharing lifes great journey
We walked, you and I, in that settling twilight
Arm in arm
Hand in hand
Heart to heart
Toward the piny woods where promises become real.
A small turd shape plummeted from the spires
To land at your feet.
"Ewww!" you said, jumping back,
Scanning the treetop for the malevolent critter
That would dare such an affront
Your distance straining the reach of my hand.
"Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" you shrieked,
Looking down to see the short grass filled
With a multitude of the small turd shapes.
"Arrrrrrggghhhh!" I moaned as you dashed away
The moment breaking as did our grasped hands
My fervent ardor already turning a shade of blue.
I fell down a well and was stuck for four days.
I wasn't too worried at first because the nights were warm,
I knew I could go without food, and there was plenty of water.
But that all changed on the second day
When my attempt to fart turned into a liquid dooky.
I took equestrian lessons on a hot summer day.
I dressed smartly in loose shorts and no undies
To let the breezes pass through.
Bouncing around on the horse's back
My sitting bones anvilled my unrestrained juevos
Into a screaming lump of Silly Putty.
I told my wife to start wearing skirts more often
Because her ass looked really big in her jeans.
I grabbed the tail of a cow that had spend the day
Eating nothing but fresh green grass.