Reverse Psychology

Never could I get,
With you...
Too exhausted.

And I keep my breath,
Minted fresh.
As we caress.
And find ourselves,
Awakening from a night...
Of peaceful rest.

Although for me,
Those times may come...
Infrequently.

You see...
Nothing between us,
Will I ever let upset.
Or will I eat,
Without carefully brushing,
All my teeth.

That's how close,
I want us to be!
And I pray and hope,
Those days will come,
More frequently.

'And I do get...
Your reverse psychology.'

Honey...
What are you talking about?

'Honeeeee...
What are you talking about?
I can take a hint.
I will gargle AND brush my teeth!
How's that? '

Well...
Hurry up.
Before I fall to sleep!

'All you had to say,
Was that my breath smells bad! '

Does it?
I didn't notice.

'And remove all of those mints from the bed,
Before I get back.'

WHY are you so sensitive?
Geeeessshhh.

'Shut,
Up!
Do not say another thing.
Poetically or not.'

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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