With no hope of reaching you I write to you
I hope you gonna hear my silent voice
I wanna break dat’ ice packed around ya’ heart
I wanna thaw that ice frozen around ya’ heart.
I am a victim of overwhelming nostalgia
I wanna go back to that day my dear
I wanna go back to that day all hell broke loose
Apologize for whatever happened that day
‘Coz of my desire for the desire of my lips
The longing and desire for that first kiss
That kiss so brusque yet lasts forever
That kiss I madly craved for but never got
That kiss made you walk out on me.
How was I to know, you never told me;
Every day I had been waiting, longing
Every day I had desired, yearning
Yearning to taste the lips of ma’ desire
If you could see my inside dat’ day…
If I had any goodness I lost it that day
I desired the first kiss, the kiss I never got.
Love is Wicked
You tell me ma’ love is wicked
And you can’t pretend you love me
Better you murder than pretend;
You too have your own feelings
And with me that’s all right
It’s the notion deep inside you
I don’t like even in the least
And that’s why you say
My love is wicked I know.
Copyright (c)Elove Poetry, 2013.