Tonight's Poet Corner: You Didn't Kiss Me
You Didn't Kiss Me by Belinda Roddie Last night, you didn't kiss me - you teased me, so I got all excited. I was like a flame that you just ignited, but you didn't stick around to put me out. I'm dangerous when I'm not extinguished. Last night, you didn't touch me - my skin turned gray from the lack of contact. I don't think that you understand the impact that you've made on my poor, deprived body. I'm itching for some sensory overload. I hope today, you'll offer a caress in the morning before we both get dressed. I'd hate to go to work without a proper goodbye, and I'm not one to give without any reciprocation. Last night, you didn't kiss me - you said I simply didn't deserve it. I didn't think I'd ever have to earn it, but I guess I've been a right bastard, only good at setting my own hair on fire.