Friends Teasing Poetry

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• Hands on the bed,
  claws ready,
  drooping shoulder,
  wonderful silhouette.

  Biting lips,
  folded in,
  blinds down,
  time for tease.

  Staring at me,
  heart beat,
  (in slow motion)
  come and please..

• I know that you are
  Just teasing,
  And I will smile
  And laugh,
  And pretend it doesn’t hurt

  But honestly,
  It feels as though
  You just stabbed my heart
  With an ice cold
  Dagger

  So even though you are
  Just teasing
  And I will smile and laugh,
  I want you to know that
  Maintaining that smile
  Gets harder each day.

  So if you continue to tease,
  I give you fair warning,
  Soon there may be
  Nobody to tease.

• Got a phone call early in the morning?
  Well, you’ve got to answer it, my darling
  Listen to the sweet voice that is singing
  But never surrender to that calling

  Got a message with a seductive pic?
  Well, you’ve got to read and view, don’t make me sick
  Don’t be afraid to watch and make a pick
  Unless you know yourself that you are weak

  Someone’s knocking behind the door
  Would you open or would you hear some more?
  Would you welcome or would you ignore
  An offering of good food from a neighbor?

  There are lots of teasing which come your way
  But never entertain them, that’s what I pray
  A tease is just a test if you can play
  Just play but do not fail, hear what I say.

 

• Muzzling your lap
  with a faded head,
  I cross
  your heart
  with a
  trailing hand,
  the hashtag
  unintended.
  Please don’t
  follower
  bed.
  Sorry for
  the tradesman
  regram.
  I didn’t mean
  to mislead you.
  But I missed
  leading you.

• I tease you to make things exciting.
  I tease you so everything seems more relaxing.
  I tease you to make you laugh.
  I tease you when life’s getting rough.
  But sometimes,
  I tease you to expose my wickedness.
  I tease you to show my sweetness.
  I tease you to get your attention.
  I tease you to give words to my affection.
  If I crossed the lines,
  What will happen if I stop teasing you?
  Should I just do tricks like peek-a-boo?

• Do you want something from me?
  You can make a written apology
  or you accept me as you know me,
  for this love is free, as it should be.
  Unless of course you want to pay me?
  As men charge more than women for
  the same service of sensuality, you see.
  If all you wanted is carnal pleasure?
  I still have a bed, I can arrange that
  ‘easily’, “sex” is all, it’s going to be,
  no    favoritism,  no    money.
  Isn’t  that    why  you  have
  persistently teased me?
  All  you  get  is  me!
  And the pleasure
  of what you
  can’t see.

• A tease, a tease,
  oh how I am a tease,
  for I write poems of which
  you shall never ever read!

  I eke, I eke,
  these thoughts with blood as ink,
  on gasping pages drowning
  in the anguish that I bleed!

  I speak, I speak,
  of demons I’ve yet freed,
  solely expelled for exorcise,
  whose omens I must take heed!

  I tease, I tease,
  I do not aim to please,
  for I write poems of which
  you shall never ever read!

• You tease
  As a maze
  A shooting star glimpsed
  From the corner of your
  Eye

  You tease
  As a fountain filled with
  Pennies and dreams
  Fulfill my secret
  Wish

  You tease
  As a clear sky that
  Soon turns to a sudden
  Rain, soothes my
  Being

  You tease
  As a mirage
  That promises grandeur
  In the parched sands of
  My desert

  Oh you tease

• Light touches
  On my skin
  Dancing game
  Like candle flame
  Kisses and whispers
  Tangled hands
  Love, love and dreams
  Slow walk on paved path
  Hoping odd stones
  Avoiding cracks
  In the narrow old street
  A thousand year old wind
  Tease a milion year old sea
  Just as you tease me.

• What have we here
  Another soulful soul sold
  Given away
  Itself to a mindless tease
  Driven with pointless nails
  Over the edge
  How can one be so foolish?
  Enjoying the worthless deed
  To a life of boiled coals
  What am I to be
  Maybe you