A dirty word.

A Poem by dukovan

You're a dirty word my mother warned me about.
Its never the same story when its read aloud.
I don't know how.

Help me find my glasses with a clueless note.
Watch your tone tonight when I write aloud,
sing and pause.

I know everything there is about this wishing well.
Longing for a lover while another casts a spell.
I wish you well.

Read me to sleep inside my dreamy thoughts.
I'll elaborate later on when you call your mom.
I hope your wrong
about me,
again.