My Confession
Hey, did I say? That I like those dreads,
Poems tagged: love — Clear filter
Hey, did I say? That I like those dreads,
We had a thing, And that thing was love,
You see, She has been a slippery fin,
Then she looked at me with wet eyes, Knife in her hand,
Her name Abby, Short dark with sine curves,
My wife is pregnant, Its her second kid,
Her profile is in my bookmarks, because on my face she leaves a mark.
Don't let me sleep with dreamers Don't let my light flicker,
She had seen greater than me, she had seen them fall, When I was introduced to her 17 years into my life,
From me to you : Its been a long time since, longer than my expectation,
Evening, after the sun set, and after dinner was over, My eyes caught you in your evening glamour,
Stretch out your hand child, stretch it out to me Close your eyes if you wish, I won't shut mine