If my spirit leaves these body of mine somedays,
Don’t hesitate calling the cops to arrest it,
And judges to sentence it a life imprisonment,
As long as I won’t come back forcing to be loved.
Sometimes I ask myself too much questions,
But left with no answer nor even a simple clue,
Today am disclosing my insights towards you,
Speak to me honestly whether it is too late.
Is it too late late to kiss your red lips?
To come closer and hold your curved waist?
To breath in the fragrance of your soft skin?
Is it too late to confess how much I love you?
Inside my heart was written your name,
Walls of my mind was decorated with paintings,
Paintings of two of us who looked totally the same,
But in a physical world you keep driving me insane.
Besides we treat each other like lovers,
Kissings and all kind of romance we had,
Till we shared a single bed together,
Yet all those seemed just friendly to you.
If loving you is a sin to mighty God,
Then am ready for the fire of hell,
Let it burn me thoroughly,
While my tongue spells your lovely name.
Otherwise if dating you is a curse,
Then let it hunt me within my lifetime on earth,
I will cheer up contemptuously,
Upon consequences it impacts in me.
I choose to knock the door the whole day,
I know you’re there and you hear me from outside,
I can tell through lowly sounds of your cry,
While you peep me getting wet with drizzles of rain.
Am I not worthy for your type?
Spill it out if you sincerely care,
Don’t pity my eyes for the tears I wipe,
But promise to mine as you intently swear.
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