Why can I not touch you,
Why are you so sweet.
My hand hovers over you,
I need you to feel complete.
Patience.
Wavering.
Holding my stick,
Stabbing down.
Missed.
Sadness.
Why did I not wait?
Now the chocolate coat is not even.
I twirled my stick,
But it dripped.
Everywhere.
Strawberries are easier,
Marshmallows more sweet.
Something to be shared among friends,
A lovely moving treat.
*giggles*
A funny poem~
With a sweet taste~
As the words are well placed~
Words coated in chocolate~
Letting a good aftertaste~
Befitting these two~
Sweet girls~♥♥
>.< it wasn't directed to you Sio~! Just a theme to link onto friendship. Sometimes someone can be a stick in the mud. But they will eventually change when exposed to the wonders of fun \o/ (also when their friends eventually draw them out of their shell).
Sure~ I look forward to your theme then! You have something in mind?
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