I once loved a boy
Whose smile turned me into a toy...
Whose kisses and laughter,
I liked better than fanta.
I once liked a boy,
Who held my hands whilst i crossed the street
And told me of the life we'd have and how sweet it'd be.
Together we built in our dreams
And with each brick of fantasy,
I liked the boy with every bit of me.
I once liked a boy
who though was a man was just a boy
A thirty year old boy
And wore suit to the office.
And drove a car.
A thirteen year old boy in a thirty year old man's body!
I was told he was a man but to me, he was just a boy
And i, a full grown woman.
I once was a woman
Who liked a thirty year old boy
But women can't play with boys
And i had no need for a toy
So i let go of my boy
Cos what i needed was a man and not a toy!
So many years have gone by
My memories of my boy have faded.
But i saw him today and he's still a boy
I guess my boy did not grow when i did.
And grown women don't play with small boys.
Her Prettyness
Monday, June 21, 2010
WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A BOY
I once loved a boy
Whose smile turned me into a toy...
Whose kisses and laughter,
I liked better than fanta.
I once liked a boy,
Who held my hands whilst i crossed the street
And told me of the life we'd have and how sweet it'd be.
Together we built in our dreams
And with each brick of fantasy,
I liked the boy with every bit of me.
I once liked a boy
who though was a man was just a boy
A thirty year old boy
And wore suit to the office.
And drove a car.
A thirteen year old boy in a thirty year old man's body!
I was told he was a man but to me, he was just a boy
And i, a full grown woman.
I once was a woman
Who liked a thirty year old boy
But women can't play with boys
And i had no need for a toy
So i let go of my boy
Cos what i needed was a man and not a toy!
So many years have gone by
My memories of my boy have faded.
But i saw him today and he's still a boy
I guess my boy did not grow when i did.
And grown women don't play with small boys.
Her Prettyness
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wow! i totally love you post. Hits a lil close to home, only that my man looks like a boy, but he's man heheheh......
ReplyDeleteFor when a woman loves a boy..its clear she brings a lot to the table, and he brings absolutely nothing, except dirty clothes from playing in the sand after school..and that just won't do. So when a woman loves a boy, she kicks him to the curb, and finds herself a man :)
ReplyDelete@ Lucci, give me a man who looks like a boy any day and i'd love him for life but a man who acts like a boy is a major curse.hehehehe
ReplyDelete@ Shels, u know what they say, if you sleep with dogs, u'd get fleas... if you play with boys, trust me, u'd be washing dirty clothes for life.lol