Till One Comes Along

R.Reynolds, ASCAP@2014


She’s hard as diamonds like the

Ones she used to wear upon her

Silky smooth hand

She whispers sweet nothings like a

Drunken sailor stranded on a

Ship with no women.

But the pull of her kiss was just too

Strong for me to pass up I’m

I’m flesh and blood, like most men

And the beer and her perfume were a

Lethal cocktail

Sugar sweet but a kick in the head. 


I said

I need a good woman

And she asked me

Will I do

Till one comes along? 

I said

I need a good woman

And she asked me

Will I do

Till one comes along?

I might not be your Venus

Or your alcohol

I might not be your drug of choice

Or Playmate on your wall

I might not be your muse, your soul mate

I could be crazy wrong

But will I do (just for tonight)

Till one comes along? 


The curves of her body left a

Dent in my bed; faint

Fragrance I think cucumber melon

And the pillows on the floor in a

Naughty mess --I left ‘em, what we

Did I just ain’t telling.

Pink lipstick on the mirror

Goodbye kiss as I drew nearer and I wished

I’d loved her more.

She gave me a moment of peace

Like we used to have

But a lifetime of war. 


She put a smile on my face

That lasted for days

I could smell her on the collar of my shirt.

The twinkle in her eyes

They haunted my mind

I wanted her so much it plain hurt.

But like cool breezes in the wind

She never appeared again

I swear I never felt so alone.

She came and went

Oh, that little hot mess

Where is she now?  I don’t know.