Pick Me Ups
by Patt Paulos-Darrow
You are looking over at me and have that certain smile.
And it is an instant pick me up, for just awhile.
You don't mean a thing by it, but still makes me feel good.
Pick me ups are good for everyone, as we know they should.
I take you to lunch and you are still have that look on your face.
I am trying to figure you out, I need to decide what is my place.
Blair, I think you are wonderful, but where can this go?
Pick me ups are great, but what do they really show?
That you care for me? That you give a hoot?
That you could want this broken down old soldier, to boot?
I would love that to happen, love it to be.
But I don't think it will, this I do not see.
You are like an angel, I love to watch you move.
I have to stop watching for a while, or I will be in the grove.
Down boy, you are at work, I keep telling myself.
As I go to put some records back on their shelves.
Do you ever think of me in any other way but a friend?
Did you ever wonder if you could tell me to bend?
I wish it were so, oh I wish it were true.
And we could love each other, out of the blue.
I could make you happy, Chief, I swear I could try.
And the things I am thinking right now, must stop, oh my.
Blair don't sit so close to me, please, don't lean so far in.
Keep this up and I won't have any trouble knowing where to begin.
You are rubbing my leg now, with that silly looking smirk.
Oh Blair, you are going to get it now, you are a fucking jerk.
I tell you I need to talk to you, and talk right away.
You said," It is okay, Jim, I do plan to stay."
God those simple words are tearing me apart.
Another pick me up, that went straight to my heart.
Keep picking me up, if this is how I will feel.
I am tired of looking and acting like a man of steel.
I was tired of waiting for just the right mix.
With you in my life, it would be an instant fix.
Can't wait to talk to you, can't wait to see.
How much you really do seem to think you need me.
I hope this lasts, I hope this is forever.
Off we go to talk, oh what an endeavor.
This is for certain, this is for keeps.
Now move over, and let our feelings run deep.
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