Accura Wild Nights

Only name the day, and I shall be there This morning the notification woke me up With still sleep in my eyes I reached for my phone And the tone lingers from that Twi in my ear Annei I love you though, despites his tears To forget the world, and they negativities Of a love such as ours, it clean, it’s pure Love does not speak volumes(quote) It speaks the honesty of another one confession, Loving another person is hard work, Only true love to me is a newborn baby love for its mother, he trusts her immediately As we gaze into each other eyes, We smile, we reminisce we both lied: We try to outdo each other: Was I king liar or was he king Lear? Revealing too much, or revealing a little Listen carefully, and responding with affection Or simply use the body language This fool will get back to you. And old gal interpretation of fear not want not We really don’t get each other: My darkest fear is why did he walk The dark street of Accura at 3.am? That’s when my psychoanalysis study step in: Where the boy seeks, love in an old familiar place the street love of his childhood dream; I asked of him not cut his hair It makes him look like a youth, Older men take advantage of desperate Looking youth, because of the boyish look, and that all it took: Meat for the belly, and the belly for the meat(quote) So, happily this morning I decline, You learn a lot about a man by his behavior when hungry. ~ Zambian Proverb