Romantic Monday (Week 2) – Oh, Sandy

And so begins another Romantic Monday! Click here to read Edward Hotspur’s hauntingly gorgeous tale.  (There’s also a link there to all of the other awesome posts!)

Oh, Sandy

Oh, Sandy

Don’t pretend that

I’m the only one

I saw you on the news

Blowin’ that entire neighborhood

Oh, Sandy

I only like you when the lights go out

And you drag chills across my skin

Where the sheets do not cover

 

Oh, Sandy

I only crave you when I’m drunk

Until then you’re no fun

Creepin’ on my back porch

 

Oh, Sandy

You’re electric

You make my windows shake

You make my back door slam

 

Oh, Sandy

You’re such a tease

They told me to be weary

Of you

 

Oh, Sandy

Are you coming?

I’m waiting on my turn

To dance with you

 

Be safe, everyone!

Maybe next week I’ll finally write about the (real) love of my life. I think he’s getting jealous.