Tuesday, November 24, 2009

oh i do i do i do like you just the same

we have nothing in common
nothing at all
but i'm not thinking about this while i sit on your lap
swinging my feet that don't reach the ground as you teach me accounting
i feel small and secure
enveloped against you on a chair staring at a spreadsheet
you are so mature, i sometimes find you to be too old for me
but you kiss me so sweetly
between explanations of allocations
we have nothing in common
nothing at all
and yet, i like you just the same

1 comment:

Lissa said...

Haha. Been there, done that. Nothing in common in all, but the one thing in common is eachother.

Enjoy, but be careful. I sound like a fortune cookie.