On Monday I said I like you,
With my
words I psyched you,
I held that
mic for you,
All this so
that I can be with you,
Wishing at
the end you will feel the same way too.
On Tuesday
its you I want,
To me it’s
you I have got,
To my heart
you mean a lot,
You keep my
waters cool like a pot,
Anyone who
thinks otherwise I’ll ask what?
On Wednesday
its you I have,
A good day
to make love,
To me you
are a dove,
Never will I
make dirty I will hold you with a glove,
Into my
heart deep down you dove.
On Thursday
its you I’ll keep,
The whole
of you not a tip,
Like wine it’s
me you sip,
With your
sweet red lip,
To you I
follow like a sheep.
Yesterday it’s
you I missed,
The only
one I would kiss,
If they
would forever I would lease,
To have you
forever I wish,
It would be
the best thing that is.
Today I
have said I love you,
Is it to
you or who?
It’s to you
the leader of the coup,
You took my
heart from her,
Keeping it
away far.
My love tomorrow
I would ring the bell,
To you I
will kneel and tell,
That I love
you and well,
Love me
because I have never risen since I fell,
The bells
tell well my love marry me.
When words meet feeling, feelings meet poetry and poetry meets half poet, the result is explosive.... I absolutely love how alive your words are in this piece.
ReplyDeleteI salute you!!
S.Madoty