C.P.P.S. Poem by Erwick Brandon

C.P.P.S.



I'm gonna take a stab at this.
Like a lot of things, I may not be good at it.
But who cares it's all for fun.
And you're in my head once again.
I miss your voice and your smile.
Laughing like it's going out of style.
I can't wait till I see you again.
Hearing you sing while I'm strumming.
The first time you told me that you loved me.
Memories I will never forget.

Tell me that you need me.
Tell me that you love me.
Please say you do.
Cause you know I still do.

So lick your lips and get them ready
We'll start slow and then get heavy.
It'll be the kiss of your life.
I've been waiting for so long
This is where we both belong.
This is my cheesy pop punk song.

Call it borderline obsessive.
Ok it's just pure obsession.
But at least you know I'd do anything for you.
Staying up late and just talking.
Conversations about absolutely nothing.
Those are the times that I miss most.
The butterflies are always with me.
They haven't left since the day you smiled at me.

Tell me that you need me.
Tell me that you love me.
Please say you do.
Cause you know I still do

So lick your lips and get them ready
We'll start slow and then get heavy.
It'll be the kiss of your life.
I've been waiting for so long
This is where we both belong.
This is my cheesy pop punk song.

And I love how you sing along to every song.
Can quote movies all day long.
Make me weak yet make me strong.
Love like this can't be wrong.
This is your cheesy pop punk song.

So lick your lips and get them ready
We'll start slow and then get heavy.
It'll be the kiss of your life.
I've been waiting for so long
This is where we both belong.
This is my cheesy pop punk song.

This is where we both belong.
Life inside a cheesy pop punk song...

Tuesday, December 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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