Stop the Tossing

Stop the Tossing

I keep tossing and turning

My blankets fall to the floor

The same repeated dreams play like reruns in my head

My heart is burning and yarning

For what has not yet come

Of the thought of being with someone that wants to be with me

Yet, I have no one—and all the wrong people try to get with me.

Is it to much to ask for a hot chick to find me

She will be beautiful in her own way, a personality, and creative

She will keep my interest and always keep me guessing

I won’t care if she has long hair or short will do just fine

What ever makes you will be the cheese and wine

She will make me laugh out loud, forget about responsibilities

Make me feel like I’m the only one like I’m the finest cup of tea

I can’t wait to meet her

Where is she at

She will turn my world around, give me something else to live for

Make me focus on living instead of working round the clock.

We’ll take long walks

We’ll talk all night long

We’ll play board games—I might even let her win

We’ll light candles in the bedroom--hold each other at night

She’ll stop the tossing and stop the turning

I will have my blanket on me.