Seussian Drivel

Appropriately Mad

I can feel you pushing

But you seem to use a cushion

So as to spare me any harm

And while pushing me away

You also tell me: stay.

Spoken through your gently nudging arm

For, if you want me gone

I know that you are strong

And capable to rid yourself of me

But I think my words

(I know this sounds absurd.)

May have got your secret interest piqued...

So you can tell me how

Inevitably now,

You know that I will someday find another

But to me, it's clear

All I ever want to hear

Is the voice that always melts my knees like butter

So whether go, or stay

I tell you on this day

You're really going to have to start to hustle

When we REALLY touch

If you REALLY want to push

You better hope that you have worked that muscle.

You'll meet with fair resistance

And sweet, chocolate insistence

And attempts to plant kisses on your face

And staring at your smile

While slowly growing wild

I'll turn your pushing arms to an embrace

I'm stronger than you are

And crazier, by far

And I know you know I know you think I'm bluffing

But given half a chance

I'd take that sideways glance

In both my hands and eat it like a muffin

You're really something sweet

And good enough to eat

Even if I have to tie you up

But please don't make me do it

(Unless you are in to it)

Because then you could not give me a hug

Miss Thing,

I call you fair

With your coca cola hair

And your eyes and smile and chin and rosy cheeks

But the thing I can't resist

Is your kindness and your wit

And the voice that always seems to melt my knees.