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Delete Me Please.-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
Our sweet love started
near the dashboard
of a steamed
windows Explorer
with a micro soft kiss
when I took my log out
and you offered
me a related link
and we both
found sweet bliss
I opened you
with agile fingers
gently hitting
the key spots
there was no
escape from
our passion
it took us both
in waves so hot
You shared nothing
that made you sigh
as I gently inserted
your fondest desires
you shifted and I
kept tabs on you
entering my column
with rapid strokes
whispering of
my love so true
All this was done
just above the backspace
where we both wound up
uploading our most
heated connections
though we both
failed to see
the need for
parental controls
thankfully we did
not produce
a carbon copy of
the two of us
but all along I thought
we were two loving souls……
But then I found
your love was a scam
you were playing around
when you hacked
me into being
no longer attachable to you
turns out you
were a browser
of other wealthier providers
you were a true emoticon
you conned me
with your emotions
your software it
was counterfeit
and you booted
me off your bootie
as our love took an epic fail
and you became
my fatal error
you must have
been infected
with some kind
of fuzzy logic
so I’ve un-friended you, it was
long overdue even though
you got all google-eyed
but now you’re
just a ghost image
a temporary glitch
in my romantic plans
so I’m sending you
this "up yours" update
I’m not in need
of any face time
cause you were
never really mine
So you can
kiss my apps
and delete me
completely from
a love that
started sweetly
I am shutting you
down and erasing
your memories
on my heart files
go find another joystick
go sit on someone
else’s laptop
I’m minimizing
you from my life
I promise you
this is no spoof
my love for you it
just went POOF!
excuse me if
I sound aloof
but your text
records gave me proof
that you are
nothing but a goof.
spare me fake tears
I am not moved
get the hell out…
you are excused.
sweet love should
never stand accused
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By Art~Whimsically YoursOur sweet love started
near the dashboard
of a steamed
windows Explorer
with a micro soft kiss
when I took my log out
and you offered
me a related link
and we both
found sweet bliss
I opened you
with agile fingers
gently hitting
the key spots
there was no
escape from
our passion
it took us both
in waves so hot
You shared nothing
that made you sigh
as I gently inserted
your fondest desires
you shifted and I
kept tabs on you
entering my column
with rapid strokes
whispering of
my love so true
All this was done
just above the backspace
where we both wound up
uploading our most
heated connections
though we both
failed to see
the need for
parental controls
thankfully we did
not produce
a carbon copy of
the two of us
but all along I thought
we were two loving souls……
But then I found
your love was a scam
you were playing around
when you hacked
me into being
no longer attachable to you
turns out you
were a browser
of other wealthier providers
you were a true emoticon
you conned me
with your emotions
your software it
was counterfeit
and you booted
me off your bootie
as our love took an epic fail
and you became
my fatal error
you must have
been infected
with some kind
of fuzzy logic
so I’ve un-friended you, it was
long overdue even though
you got all google-eyed
but now you’re
just a ghost image
a temporary glitch
in my romantic plans
so I’m sending you
this "up yours" update
I’m not in need
of any face time
cause you were
never really mine
So you can
kiss my apps
and delete me
completely from
a love that
started sweetly
I am shutting you
down and erasing
your memories
on my heart files
go find another joystick
go sit on someone
else’s laptop
I’m minimizing
you from my life
I promise you
this is no spoof
my love for you it
just went POOF!
excuse me if
I sound aloof
but your text
records gave me proof
that you are
nothing but a goof.
spare me fake tears
I am not moved
get the hell out…
you are excused.
sweet love should
never stand accused