what colour would it be?

a drastically overblown misinterpretation. because men and women really reside on different planets, and I am somewhere in between.

what's up darlin?
what'd you think I'd do?
Call a decorator
when you're out of town?
hire a preacher
to take you down?
slap that ring on
while we linger,
accost your poor
unsuspecting finger?
same old been there done that?
what makes you think I want all that?
not saying never,
but, damn baby,
"forever is a mighty long time"*
I just want a little company
it's very far from here to there
and where we might someday be.
besides, what the hell would I wear
for dress number three?

Author's Note

* Prince - "Let's Go Crazy"
I should have been a man I think. But I love being a woman.
Just hate being misinterpreted because of my gender.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Dress number three. Blue, for hope? Nice flow of thoughts led the reader to good ending and question. Thank you dear friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Lyn Anderson]

Nice thought -- but not for now.:)