Fat Bottom Girl Poem by patch work

Fat Bottom Girl



I'll be waiting near the cedars lined in formation like soldiers graves
or a high school band marching in Macys Thanksgiving Day Parade.
I've been waiting for what seems to be eternity thinking could this be he
but it's a mirage, hopeless fantasies, or just another silly romantic dream.
I'll be waiting because I owe you me,
not much to most but to you harmony.
I've learned to appreciate the quiet, it brings me closer to you.
I'll be waiting for you to learn how to find me there too.
I'll keep waiting, for me this brings joy
and when we meet I won't be coy,
I will slap your face to free my pain
then weep and weep and weep again,
because I don't have to wait any longer.
My Love, Sweet Love, no longer will I ponder.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 01 October 2009

It's good when the shows over.

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