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Unable to sleep at night, lying here on my bed
watching the glimmer of the moonlight, I thought of
you. Once more I’d like to lie beside you and feel
your body close to mine, every breath, every
movement I long to hear.
The night is long, and thoughts of you, only prolong
my nights and make them torturous. I long for your
touch. In my dreams I see us together fulfilling
each other’s desire; every need, every want, no
stone unturned. A lover’s flame is burning and needs
to be put out, why aren’t you here? Why aren’t you
about?
My mistake, I shouldn’t of let you get so close
My mistake, I shouldn’t have opened my heart to you,
I fell like most. You came like a thief and you
stole my heart,
Dare I trust again and make myself so vulnerable?
Dare I believe those sweet words that come from
another man’s mouth and fall victim to cupid’s
arrow? You deceived me cupid.
Love is colorful and so blind with it you loose your
mind
Your senses are impaired; you no longer hear what is
said,
You see what you want, and your sense of touch and
taste is now compromised.
Once you have felt what it is to be loved and have
tasted it you want more of it. No there is nothing
wrong with wanting to be loved and tasting what real
love is.
The problem is our judgment becomes clouded just
like our heads.You have spoiled me and now I want
more, but now you are gone.You have added one notch
to your belt and I have added one more block to my
wall and the next man will have to measure up and
tear that wall and make it fall.
I am not your whimsical toy and you are not a boy,
don’t play games with me, man up is what I say; the
time will come when you will have your day of pain.
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Penned by: Dory Badillo (c)
Design by Brossia (c) |
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