TOUCH ME UP

By alp

Mon, 13 Dec 2004
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Touch me up.
I really want you to.
Go on, please.
You know just what to do.

Your hands could achieve,
Such a pleasing result.
I need touching up.
Though, it's not my fault.

It's been a long time;
It cannot wait anymore.
Stroke some nice, new paint,
On this old and tatty door.

9 August 2002

Certificate 12
Poem
Humour