Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 48,706 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Gift Certificate - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Don't give your love to me,
As if a gift certificate.
You mailed without fail.
And I should wait for it.
To then expect from me,
Expressed happiness.
Without benefits delivered.
But on your mind I remain.
And you want me to know this.
When I get your gift certificate.

I want to be touched.
Hugged and kissed.
I want to feel from you,
What I desperately miss.
And not a gift certificate,
With kisses on it.
To think it satisfies,
A kept denying to hide...
With a purchase to limit,
My craving to taste your lips.

'Hi baby...
I called to say,
There's not a day that comes...
That goes away,
My wish to be with you isn't there,
To stay.
Please answer my calls.
And leave me a message.
At least let me know,
If you've received my gift certificate.'

I want to be touched.
Hugged and kissed.
I want to feel from you,
What I desperately miss.
And not a gift certificate,
With kisses on it.
To think it satisfies,
A kept denying to hide...
With a purchase to limit,
My craving to taste your lips.

Why would anyone think,
A limit on a gift certificate...
Would be forever remembered,
To not forget who sent it?

'Hi baby...
It's me again.
Are you there?
You act as if you don't know who this is.'

Topic(s) of this poem: reality


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 13, 2015



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