N's XXXIV

Week is at its end, memory’s weak
Flesh is even weaker about you and I
ChatGPT hasn’t been used
For writing these romantic lines
And it can be clearly seen

I can’t promise though
That things stay the same
Getting older is cool (I doubt)
And undoubtedly lame

On this day of May when you aren’t anymore
Age of Mr. Christ that you have been before
Wishing you to live your life at best
Don’t forget to brush your teeth and rest
But I also wish I could have wished
That your naked body is just next to me
Eyes are naughty and your plumy lips that say
Coin has been accepted - do you want to play?

Having purpose wishing you to have
Also wishing that you say it’s me and have always been
Nothing lasts forever but my dreams of you
I would cook a pie that they name a cream…
Taking all my horny thoughts away
Happy birthday, honey, on this day of May