Love Poetry

Sometimes you are the definition of simplicities,
To think what I write is my exact reflection,
When my little fingers tapping the keys,
Often only to fill the void, as a relaxation.

Now you don’t always get it wrong,
As your hunch can be eerily accurate,
But in this you can’t possibly be more wrong,
Because they are just made ups, things I create.

So say it no matter how many times,
You can spin it in any ways you want,
Point your fingers to me until they are numb,
The fact is I’m just having a bit of fun.

And just to prove that I’m right.
I’m not going to write her love poetry,
Not now, not this time, not tonight,
Simply because you expect me to, sweetie.

I’m not going to write her love poetry,
‘Cause you want me to,
As you expect me to..
:p

Inspired by 'Love Song', Sara Bareilles...