My heart beats faster,
just whenever she passes by,
her walking posture different from that of mere men,
the soil receives her every step with grace,
and the breeze whistles a song so melodious,
a million years and more
wait i,
having no courage for my mind pour.
on and on
this bawcock makes my bravery fail,
I stay abed
feeding myself with words,
I swallow hard on her sight,
I a blinking idiot,
I find myself in myself in sight of this auspicious mistress,
a million years and more
my wait was bootless,
cos my mind bears cantons
its bravery never pour
a million years and more
die, i silently
Categories:
bawcock, desire,
Form: Lyric