david wells

Dat Girl

the simple things you say to me seem to brighten up my day which make me realize
I cant go without you
Icant be without you
I cant sleep without you
The curve of your hips
is like an apple hanging from a tree
the roundness of your lips
makes a brother get down on one knee
your pretty brown eyes
your gorgious thick thighs
your medium body size
makes me realize
that you are my wife

Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2007
Poem Edited: Saturday, February 26, 2011

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Comments about Dat Girl by david wells

  • AtreyaSarma Uppaluri (1/23/2010 3:33:00 PM)

    Romantic love is a blend of the mental and the sensual...and that you've beautifully expressed...go get grab her! Good luck...

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  • Hirzel Davids (9/12/2008 10:15:00 AM)

    lucky girl, i might say.: D. it's very often that guys write poems for girls. it's nice. :)

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  • Marci Made (5/17/2007 7:17:00 PM)

    uhhhhhhhh David, is her name Patti or is your middle name Lee or Russell? ? ? ? Had to ask, , , , , if you are you than you know, , , marcia McC. Duggan. If not Hi David Wells and if not you, the one I knew looked like the Yankee Pitcher or so said a Bear as in [Chicago] one night in The Lantern, Lake Forest back in the 80's.

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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjrFrank James Ryan Jr...fjr (5/17/2007 3:14:00 PM)

    Stellar imagework, and passionful tone...both which highlight this gemstone of work! Solid Crafting, Mr.David Wells(no relation to one of my favorite pitchers, while with the New York Yankees...yes, no?)

    FjR

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  • Derrick Clark (5/17/2007 3:13:00 PM)

    i see good work in this poem.

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