No Nothings Wrong

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    No Nothings Wrong

    Hey Babe
    No nothings wrong
    I am just sitting at my desk thinking of you
    Yeah yeah I know I don’t call during my work day
    But judging by the surprise in your voice maybe I should
    Yes taking time from cracking the whip

    Oh no you didn’t call me a hard boiled ,always appropriate wearing
    controlling slave driver I see you got jokes
    I am only that way at work ….lol… okay maybe home a little

    Babe hold on ( Ms J you have a call on line one ) thanks can you take a message
    I am in conference right now

    Yes I told her to take a message , stop laughing you are important to me
    I was thinking about this morning and how beautiful we are together
    From sleeping twisted inside of you ,feeling the cold as you slide out of the bed
    Till the moment I hear you rattling around the kitchen like you don’t know where the coffee pot sits
    Till the point where you come back to me kiss me on the forehead
    Hand me my cup of coffee . to you saying good morning princess
    I like that nahhhh I love that

    I watched you this morning , going about your morning routine
    Turning the cd player up jazz station playing jump in the shower
    Jump out the shower ,towel wrapped around your waist I am in envy of that
    Towel every morning tomorrow its gone

    Us sharing the mirror we complain all the time about how small
    The bathroom is but we fit just fine , that is until some old school jam
    Comes on and you try to dance , come on you know you cannot dance
    The only black man I know I could love who has no rhythm , I said dance
    Darling not bed , any way I just called to say I appreciate you I value what
    We have you are the better part of me

    Oh hold on babe , (come in) wow someone sent me a dozen orange roses
    Yeah see I got jokes too ….its not my birthday yeah whatever man
    I will see you tonight love you too

    (The card read ) I watched you watching me an enjoyed the view
    So I wanted to show my gratitude for allowing me to love you

    Yall know I went home for lunch right ……………..,

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    babybear commented on No Nothings Wrong

    12-24-2008

    This is a very sweet poem. I wish I could rate hire then a 10!

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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