You chose
Not to change...
I used to think
That I can control...
Cheated... of time,
Unsure... of events...
Far away from lively crowds and that curious...
We cocoon in a quiet home where our feelings meet...
What happens when you start to like two girls,
when everything in your head twirls...
Bella luna, reigning queen of the night
whom wolves hail, bringer of waxing light...
Oh no, this "poem" was terrible.
Oh no, this "poem" was terrible...
You asked me tonight to tell you true
To tell you if I really loved you...
I met you two days ago
It was Thursday night...
I check myself in the mirror before I leave
My eyes are bright and I find it hard to breathe...
She comes in the door her chores to resume
puts parcels down and removes her hijab...
My secret desire ignites the fire
to the burning in my soul...