Hey Babe!
Let's go out for a midnight rave.
We can wine and dine early,
Then go out on the town.
Go to a dive
Where the music's alive.
Oh Dear!
When you put on that sexy gear
With that hair, long and curly,
I go out of my mind.
Ageless desire.
Always sets me on fire.
Whoah Hon.!
Just look what that talkin' has done.
Who needs food anyway.
It looks rainy out there.
Put on a disk.
A night out won't be missed.
Here Pet!
I didn't think you'd get upset.
Don't you go out without me.
Well, please don't bang the door.
What have I said?
She's gone - - I'm off to bed.
hmmm... when the wining & dining becomes a chore & you just feel like an old... worn out woman... ; -) Very good one Fay... Now go paint the town red girl xx
Wine and dine you any day of the week whippersnapper take away and good music just as good 10 for the golden pen Chris
The most well 'laid' plans of mice, etc. Beautiful! .I'll bet many a' Dude' has had many a date end like this.Well done.Had to be said.
As always, Fay, your poems tend to sparkle when you speak of male-female relationships or romantic encounters, and this charming write is certainly not an exception to that! In this one, the man's lack of charm and consideration for his love interest's desires deteriorated rapidly, exposed by his own crass tightfistedness and hunger for something other than food. No wonder she hung up on him! Great and entertaining write, Fay! Carl.
I loved this Fay, I can see you are young at heart or ageless as you say, good fun piece, good on yer girl! Lynda xx
F-un to read a-cquaint with sensuality y-es, its quite an ecstasy!
Hey babe! your a bit on the wild side with this fun piece.10+ Tom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LoL Why not rave to the grave, no such thing as age... Andrew 10