You are my happy poem.
The one I tuck underneath...
A roller coster of emotions floods over me
Pledged with constant doubts...
Fire burning embers feel like a draft with the...
And symphonies of love with words spoken so soft...
The Accordion Boy
"He's there again playing that friggin toy," said...
You said I cannot handle you,
Coz am a Goon and you are a Queen Phoenix...
One night the earth grew heavy
motionless as stone...
Here you are once more
Standing here by me on love’s rocky shore...
You cannot entice me with those luscious
ruby red lips, slightly parted, corners raised...
I'm sorry that I flinch,
Although your touch would never land a blow...
A bashaw speaks of my broken heart
He bawls my easing mind with his auspicious tricks...
The day smiles to my window so happily,
As I sip a cup of fresh milk...
I sit and ponder days gone by
Forgotten feelings, low and high...