I Want That Rock Star Poem by Paula Glynn

I want to sleep with a rock star
Whether that rock star was:
Axl Rose
Bono
James Dean Bradfield
Michael Hutchence

Guns n' Roses utterly original
Axl Rose bad boy of rock
His stage performances stellar
And his popularity never ending
No matter the years that pass
U2 political and deep
Bono pushing the politician dream
To highlight world issues obscene
Manic Street Preachers
James Dean Bradfield
Bono's equal in rock star status
With show stopping songs
With unique lyrics
With unique musical hooks
The music industry to which James does belong
INXS having also been the best
Michael Hutchence unlike the rest
His charisma and soul
The beating heart to live forever
Of a world he made bind together

Their voices dramatic
Their dancing dynamic
Their guitar playing
Their drum playing
Their musical scores
Their musical structure
Their lyrics musical
Their imagination revealing
Their hearts open
Their souls having spoken
Their emotions
Their devotions
Written within the music
No longer concealing
Melodies and words
That must be heard

They have the magic
They have the money
They have every honey
They have the prestige
They have the talent
They have the charisma
They have the fame
They have the glory
They tell exciting
Every night time story

I like their pretty faces
I like their faces to be dirty
I like their muscles
I like their swimming trunks
I like their hair styles
I like their beards
I like their sweaty body
When in their luxurious bed
Red wine having gotten
To their confident head

Egyptian cotton
Softening the morning
Lace and silk garments
Sexify my beautiful body
While the next day
I wear his sky blue shirt
To cover my modesty
And I drink orange juice
To freshen my alcoholic breath

I love my rock star
I love his legendary guitar
His music going far
The world happily
Celebrating my fabulous rock star
A man never needing to escape to Mars.