My Love, My Sire Goodbye
I waited to be his, long to see
Fated in hopes and desires
Dancing like a concubine,
showing thee thy grace my love where were you been?
Fleeting this moment
You’ll be in my arms cometh sings joy to brings
Locked in your eyes doth solidarity where prejudice lies
The best has not yet to come; tis’ endearment mourns over royalty insatiably
How could you not love me?
I am not the only one?
My sire, deepest soliloquy of my feelings,
and bid adieu dreams
Are express in thou’s loyalty
long gone, beseech hunger
Will you let me love you?
If I could give an heir of your deepest devotion
I could make you happy; I could make you King
My sire, you are the most high
Lips painted red, and bathe rose petals
Tonight I waited for seven long years ,
Afar watching you ; watching dreams
You cometh’ near me; I’d show you love
Tis’ aspiration of my soul, plays no fear
Our moments together, will glamour thy night
I wanna feel every breath of you, like a candlelight burning for each other,
I’m slipping into dangerous ways to make me love you,
Gasping feelings, skin to skin
effervescently needing; your eyes meets mine
My Sire, you made me whole again
back to where I was once your queen..
Copyright © Amor Otong | Year Posted 2023
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