Ruby Honeytip

Rookie - 142 Points (1970)

And What's It Gonna Be Boy? - Poem by Ruby Honeytip

You sprinkle yourself inside me
With every comment,
With every intercourse of feeling
With every giggle you pull from me.
You make me love myself,
Because I see myself in you.
If you don't desire me,
If I never make your hands shake,
When I'm close,
Really close....
Then it's time now
To step back
And save my heart
Like a hero.

I'll let you sleep on it.

© 2012


Comments about And What's It Gonna Be Boy? by Ruby Honeytip

  • Rookie Alla Simone (12/3/2012 4:59:00 PM)

    Then it's time now
    To step back
    And save my heart
    Like a hero.
    That's my favorite line. But captivating throughout. Excellent ending. I want a sequel! lol Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Aria Siren (11/28/2012 11:59:00 AM)

    Well Miss Honeytip-this is one of my first introductions to your poetry and I love it. I love your signature endings-they are like a shock back to reality after getting lost in your thoughts. You are fabulous!
    Favourite line:

    You make me love myself,
    Because I see myself in you.

    Btw thanks Stevie for the recommendation in poetic form :) you were right, she's great. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 6 Points Stevie Taite (11/24/2012 1:54:00 AM)

    This is another brilliant poem! Extremely well done! Gosh if he wasn't sure before, he will be after reading this! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 144 Points Red O'mara (11/12/2012 6:14:00 AM)

    Lots of emotions there, Ruby. Stirring poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,984 Points Lyn Paul (11/11/2012 4:17:00 PM)

    Excellent Ruby and I know the song well. I'll give you the answer in the morning... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 142 Points Ruby Honeytip (11/11/2012 12:10:00 PM)

    Inspired by an old Meatloaf song: -) (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,284 Points Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (11/11/2012 4:32:00 AM)

    hnnnnnnm, another one of those girlfriend poems that the boy doesn't get or gets too late and ruins the whole day,
    weekend, week, whatever just when he thinks everything is going perfectly. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 27, 2012


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