Biography of SOPHIE MAYES
SOPHIE MAYES Poems
Why why why When the feelings get strong Do you really want to cry When the other persons gone.
Typical I thought The way he sounded on the phone His monotonous drone
Finger tips and palms Skim the surface of my skin leg limbs and arms intertwine I want to grin.
Let me tell you something About a thing or two You should not give out feedback On things you just dont know
I often sit and think And ponder if thinking is worthwhile As the things I often think of I could be doing now
Hmmmmm feeling so tall and sexy confident and funny As I rub you on my gums My mouth goes numb with extacey
I Was Numb
I was numb before I met you My pulse stayed the same My eyes were a glaze Just a steady beating drum
You’re giving me chicken skin A touch Hot breath on the back of my neck Soft lips brush mine
Doing The Dishes
I love the way he sings when he’s doing the dishes Giving me kisses, doing the dishes I love the way he looks right into my eyes He told me he can see every colour, reflected in mine
3 violins Screech “yes sir that’s my baby” In the bungalow, I remember this fondly It’s a favourite I like to replay.
Enemy Of Mind
I’ve been to the gym 4 times this week! But got intoxicated twice Then ate like a pig
Tick tock Time goes by Sat on the sofa Watching it fly
You’re giving me chicken skin
Hot breath on the back of my neck
Soft lips brush mine
And I’m there again
Rushes up my spine to the back of my head
Creeps round my ears and tickles my cheeks