And Call Me Baby

Come close and dance with me.
Run your fingers through my hair,
Mouth the words of that blues song
And call me baby.

Make a silly joke , annoy the hell out of me,
Chase me around the kitchen and hide my mug.
Smoke your cigar, make me some coffee
And call me baby.

Pretend I smell good, my hair is done,
And I'm wearing that dress with polka dots.
Tell me you know we make it through this
And call me baby.

Reviews

[h d e rushin]

there is something about the blues, it's refrain, the way the very mercury of it
runs into the amalgam of our lives/. In those early days, since it was mostly expressed while
laughing and bantering, it was thought to be just the music of happy souls. Yet within most
of it's jocund, carefree-ness was the purest of love songs. In the final stanza you said
"pretend", which in poet speak is the official way to magic. "Pretend me in that dress, tell
me all will be ok, then tell me that you love me..' what an ending..... Beautiful

dana

[Mari R-J]

Thanks, Dana!! My man is white boy that has the soul full of blues. He got me into it and it. Yes, you got that last stanza to the t.

[Daisy]

It's so beautiful to see you depicting the true essence of love hidden in all the small moments of our day-to-day life. Each line makes me resonate with your feelings and steal a moment of your mindful bliss. Made me so happy dear! Thank you for sharing this warm romantic piece! :)

[Mari R-J]

Oh man, than you!! It's great to see people get it.

[emily.c.]

This is sweet, like little snapshot pictures of a more complicated life. It's fun to read.
We kinda do write similarly.

[Mari R-J]

Thanks!!! that's exactly it

[Marianne Rose]

Hey, just like my marriage to my blues man artist- minus the cigar. It captures the sweet intimacy of daily life, romance even in the smallest things. Reads like a song to me- maybe I'll ask my blues guy to see if he hears a harmonica riff in there in the background. Thanks for sharing the moments and the wistful longing for romance . . .

[Mari R-J]

Oh my god!!! You totally got it!!! Made my day, thanks!! Please review my other ones and feel free to give criticism.

[wordman]

call me baby,run your fingers through my hair
touch me,my darling,make this night mine,tell me you love me,tell me till the end of time

[Bohrium Guy]

Kinda left me feeling all over the place in my head. I dunno I am sure it's like my style it has a meaning all its own....

~Rob~

I love cryptic.. ;)

[Mari R-J]

You mean it's cryptic or it's all over the place?

[Bohrium Guy]

In my head its all over but in my own style of writing it shows cryptic enclosed messages only you and someone else will get.....

[Mari R-J]

Ok, I see. Maybe too personal and people can't understand

[Bohrium Guy]

OK, the first stanza, I can relate it to your experience or event. The second stanza is fragmented to me meaning its another memory instance only for you, My thinking is I can not relate so it's to me lost. The last stanza again is bewildering to me because you jump into another fragment of time. I guess I try my best to provide imagery and visuals to my style, I wanna reach deep and have someone feel what I feel and picture a mindscape of such. Dunno again its just how I feel. Its not a bad review, I am just trying to be honest what I took away from reading it.

~Rob~

[Mari R-J]

You are right about it being inside jokes or stories