30 Minutes
*****30 minutes*****
When I see or feel something sad
I hear the sound of your steps
When you were moving away from me
After those 30 sweet emotional minutes
That we spent by playing in the paradise of love
How can I forget those 30 minutes
Which change the vision of my heart
How can I erase your picture from my head
Next to those princesses who deserve my love
My heart is locked behind bars in your jail
Oh, in my bedroom, I feel so good as sad
The magic of those sacred 30 minutes happened there
I savored your innocent body, drank your delightful breath
You were divinely appetizing, you trembled under my body
Your sighs made me so powerful that I didn't want to stop
Oh my God, Those 30 little minutes are the best event of sad life
Copyright © Gregory Azor | Year Posted 2011
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment