Ken and Julie
“I hear a squeaking mouse behind me,” Ken said.
Julie spoke, “No it’s just a squirrel’s tail coming ahead.”
“You have a way with splendid words, you know
You could be a poet with soft spoken words to show.”
“I’ve never thought of that before
Do you think I could be more?”
Ken told her, “You could be one of the best.”
“Thank you Ken, you are most generous.”
“No problem, anytime, you are my sweet miss.
Could you please give me a nice warm kiss?”
Julie spoke, “No you can’t for I’m a hopeless romantic
And anything you do like that would make me sick
For I’m in love with you, I don’t want to lose you
So if we never start, we’ll never part, and I’ll never be blue.”
Ken said, “I understand your heart on this one
But wouldn’t it be better if we give it the gun
And try to make it together?”
“Maybe I’ll try one another.”
“Come hold me now, my tender poetic love,” Ken told her.
“I’m yours now and for all time, love forever!”
Russell Sivey
Entrant into FRANK H.'s "THE CONVERSATION" contest
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