Puppy Love

A night club is not the best place to try and pick up women.
Think about it, the music is too loud for you to speak in full, clever,enticing sentences and
By the time you see that oh so special girl, she's seen so many of you that she doesnt know who the real slim shady is -
Even if i stand up!
And because of the sheer number of shady's shes had to deal with, she will assume she knows what I'm about, what i'm going
to ask, what I want, and beleive it or not, she does - There are only so many variations of incomplete sentences available.
How do you convey your desire for a woman in a look from across the dancefloor without staring?


when I smile you snear
when I speak, you can not hear
when I compliment, you jeer

do you remember a time

Where you could smile at a girl and she would smile back
Where descriptions of eyes, smiles and style were the only way to mack
Where a nigth out involved slow jams and you could slow dance
Where you could show you were together just by holding hands
Where you needed a dark place so noone would see you kissing
So you always went to movies and you called it smooching
and you didnt have popcorn cause it would get into your teeth and that would
be a bad idea if you were going to kiss someone
Where courting was about how much you liked a person "I really Like you"
where you worried about what you'd say not what you'd pay


Bring back those simple times

But who shall bring them back?
If not I, then who?

My first love - How sweet it was.
We got excited when we saw each other to the extent that
we could see the excitement in each other.
I remember getting those letters on that papaer that they all wrote on.
With smudges from where she had sprayed her perfume.
No sex, just a lot of kissing and feeling of boob
(I cant ever remember fondling both of her breasts for some reason)
I remember, vividly, going to her 'O' Level dance and just siting and doing nothing
Holding hands, hugging...Loving, even though at that stage I don't think we knew what it was.
And then at the end of the night, going home - in fact we didnt even know how we were going
home, cause that didnt even matter. Me and my mates walked from that school, all the way down second
street extension and it didnt matter.

I'm even smiling typing this out.

Love is the answer

The next girl I have (or more importantly is gracious eough to have me) is gonna get it big time!