Couples make me sick
I get an awful tick
When I see them kiss
Wallowing in their bliss
Couples make me sick
They skip around
Like they own the town
With their adoring looks
Like in romance books
I get the feeling
They need sexual healing
I can see their nasty thoughts
Float right through the ceiling
Their disgusting embraces
Their mushy faces
Makes me wanna gag
And I'm not going mad
I prefer to stare in the air
Before watching one sniff
Another's hair
I'd get in touch with an annoying kin
Than see them massage
Each other's skin
There's no greater torment
Than to hear them
Talk about their moments
Couples. Make. Me. Sick.
S.K.Malcolm
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The ups and downs of being Sapphie
PoetryThis is a collection of different poems that I wrote, some are about me and some are inspired by other people, life and things. There is no one genre for them and some were written when I was quite young. Vote, comment and share, I love to hear from...
