There Are Arms That Tick Tock On My Clock

I'm not blocking out your knock on my door,
No more,
No.
No more,
No.

Or padlock up that lock one notch...
No more,
No.
No more,
No.

I've got a life I'm living.
(And) I'm tired of sitting around,
Just to kiss.
There are arms that tick tock on my clock.

No longer into limits giving minutes benefit,
No more,
No.
No more,
No.

When I give attention I expect to get a little bit.
And more I could store!
I've got a life I'm living.
(And) I'm tired of sitting around,
Just to kiss.
There arms that tick tock on my clock.

I'm not blocking out your knock on my door,
No more,
No.
No more,
No.

Or padlock up that lock one notch...
No more,
No.
No more,
No.

I've got a life I'm living.
(And) I'm tired of sitting around,
Just to kiss.
I've got arms that tick tock on my clock.

I've got a life I'm living.
(And) I'm tired of sitting around,
Just to kiss.
There are arms that tick tock on my clock.

There are arms that tick tock on my clock!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!