Desperado
I’m
really
desperate
to please my heart
than anyone else;
I seem appear so near
but you are too blind to see
what my eyes can not tell, so I
now sleep in your illusive kisses-
for this pulsating mind o’ mine to rest.
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago | Year Posted 2008
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