MC ( / Isles of Scilly living in Barbados)

May I...?

May I love you
in the moment
or must it be for ever?
May I kiss you
on the lips
while running fingers
through his hair?
May I take you
back to my place
and then call a taxi
for you?
May I write you
steamy letters
then refuse
to take your calls?
May I ring your doorbell
naked underneath
the mink
I bought you?
May I leave
before you're
finished because oh,
I need to think?
May I tell you,
oh so gently,
it's not you
but I have issues?
May I tell the other
ladies that I scored
and how you
loved it?
May I write your
private number
in the bathroom
on the wall?
And when I get
the answer.
when you rush
to take my call,
may I tell you,
filled with laughter
I don't fancy you
at all!

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Comments (2)

This poem has beautiful rhythm, it reads so smoothly, quick but not too quick. I love the use of 'May I, ' the sense of giving and taking away, the irony. These lines had my eyes wide, May I ring your doorbell naked underneath the mink I bought you? Sweet read.
What fantastically scribed irony.... and like the best ironies, with more than an iota of truth. t x