I'm a sucker for kisses
especially when they're scarce
and I never know how long I'll have to wait
until the next one comes along.
So when he grabs a fistful of hair
and prys my head away
from what I'm reading
I pay attention
and suddenly feel a pair
of sticky soft lips
press firmly against the corner of my mouth
accompanied by an 'mmmm'
A huge uncontrollable smile
forms on my lips
as I say, 'Thank you'
his eyes twinkle
silently saying I love you
and I selfishly ask for more
because I'm a sucker for kisses
even when they're
from a pizza face
snotty nose
little boy
because in the world of Autism
he just spoke a thousand
'I love you's'
with his sticky little lips
It's a touching poem, Amy. I only had one little problem with it, and I'm afraid to say it, because it concerns the whole point of the poem. No, I'm not going to say it, as I will appear insensitive, other than to say it weakens the whole effect that you were trying to achieve.
It's a touching poem, Amy. I only had one little problem with it, and I'm afraid to say it, because it concerns the whole point of the poem. No, I'm not going to say it, as I will appear insensitive, other than to say it weakens the whole effect that you were trying to achieve.
What is really important to me, more than any bullshit...I wouldn't expect you to understand..
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