I sit staring at you
Wearing my Mona Lisa smile
Yes, the secret smile
That comes upon my lips
When I drift away in thought
I know how to turn you on
I know what buttons to press
Slowly but in a determined action
I bend down lower,lower.
Then,
Only then
Do I touch you
Do I touch you
I know how to turn you on
I know what buttons to press
So I do!
You come to life and
Start to make familiar noises
As my disc drive formats
Start to make familiar noises
As my disc drive formats
4 comments:
very very well said .... i got tht feeling when said "I know who to turn you on" but by then it was too late ... all imageries were already formed ...
two different feelings were portrayed becoz u said "who to turn" for the whole poem and i will keep both of them
alok
:)
GBU
Arti
for a moment i was thinking of something else, forgive me. :)
it's not easy to write poems on computers, no?
thank you whispers
(i needed a smile) :)
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