Showing posts with label public display of affection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label public display of affection. Show all posts

28 February 2006

P.D.A. (The Public Eye)


[PDA...#1(the original)]

P.D.A. (The Public Eye)



Her hand on your thigh
Yours 'round her waist
All in the public eye
A kiss so easily placed

You whisper sweet nothings
You know we're all in earshot
But no one cares it seems
That you two get caught

In the bus
On the street
Wherever you choose to meet
On the train
At the station
And anywhere across this nation
I'm watching you
And you're so happy
I think you take for granted
Your freedom of affection

On the neck or her cheek
Just a simple peck
O but if i repeat
It's nausea i'd expect

And you only remind
Of what i cannot do
Because of your kind
But maybe you never knew

At the beach
On the pier
But i'm left only to leer
Inside a store
Within a mall
For you there's nothing wrong at all
I'm watching you
And you're so sappy
I want the same, but granted
I'd only incur rejection

As soon as you meet
Fingers interlock
Well isn't that sweet?
Is it me you mock?

Made my decision
Now i've envy
At affection given
Wild and carefree

In the bus
On the street
Wherever you choose to meet
On the train
At the station
And anywhere across this nation
I'm watching you
And you're so happy
I think you take for granted
Your freedom of affection



Ryan J. Nelson ©2006


written about how some "crooked" people might feel about public displays of affection
-ry

P.D.A. (My Mind's Eye)


[PDA... #2 (the sequel)]

P.D.A. (My Mind's Eye)



I'm just so jealous
This life is just hellish
Watching them meet
Watching them greet
A tongue in her cheek
Quite literally i speak

What of our kind
The thoughts in their minds
At the first detection
Of our free affection
What if they could see
Would they turn against me

O not to be confined to parades
Acting like them is such a charade
Held to a certain part of town
Only serves to bring me down
But us we segregate
So us they'll not castigate

And do they realize
The effect on my eyes
I guess it quite silly
For whose fault is it really
Well mine i have to say
So why do i feel this way

Then their thoughts be damned
Go on grab my hand
Hands on your hips
I plant one on your lips
And now it's understood
That now i feel good

So i blink my mind's eye
And realize that i
Think of one thought
Don't mind being caught
Come here and and give me a kiss
Now i know what i've missed



Ryan J. Nelson ©2006

fuck it, crooked lovers of the world united (and make out in public, hahaha!)
-ry