sometimes
Sometimes in the thick of night,
as we lie,and I can feel you breath tentatively
I picture the sudden glory in my life,
the joyful bliss in your loving arms
And i want nothing more
I do not desire riches,for i have bounty in your love,
Perhaps i don't deserve it,
Perhaps i am unworthy of it
Perhaps i will poison you with ideas of Jekyll and Hyde
But maybe i can consummate this'
Sometimes i disappoint great expectations,
Sometimes i peep into our possibilities,
I know am inadequate in life
And such are lowly men as I
Who, little given by life
turn to savages at worst and sages at best
Still,loving you is at my behest
Sometimes i want to make it work'
Or maybe the wheels of cruel love inhibit my worth
I kill with this hand and fondle with the other
The fire lights up and i an only keep blowing
Prepped to make it blaze,Desirous and invited to keep you around my mane
I gather my roses,all for you
One by one they end up in the pool,
Venerating your purity, i find myself impure
I rub pebbles in this fete,
Then sometimes you look at me,
Unknowing of my thoughts,
Sometimes all i wish is to celebrate you
as we lie,and I can feel you breath tentatively
I picture the sudden glory in my life,
the joyful bliss in your loving arms
And i want nothing more
I do not desire riches,for i have bounty in your love,
Perhaps i don't deserve it,
Perhaps i am unworthy of it
Perhaps i will poison you with ideas of Jekyll and Hyde
But maybe i can consummate this'
Sometimes i disappoint great expectations,
Sometimes i peep into our possibilities,
I know am inadequate in life
And such are lowly men as I
Who, little given by life
turn to savages at worst and sages at best
Still,loving you is at my behest
Sometimes i want to make it work'
Or maybe the wheels of cruel love inhibit my worth
I kill with this hand and fondle with the other
The fire lights up and i an only keep blowing
Prepped to make it blaze,Desirous and invited to keep you around my mane
I gather my roses,all for you
One by one they end up in the pool,
Venerating your purity, i find myself impure
I rub pebbles in this fete,
Then sometimes you look at me,
Unknowing of my thoughts,
Sometimes all i wish is to celebrate you
WOW!!!!one of the best poems I ever read from your work.
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