Got home late from work,
Hung my key on the counter,
Got into a tub laced with
Bubbles,roses and hot water,
Popped open JC and
Devoured him by myself,
Every sight to see is a mirror
Reflection of a face
Unfamiliar to me.
Damn it's late!
Realization just hit,
I've got nowhere to be,
No one to cuddle with and
Not a soul to talk to,
What a lonely love.
Damn it's late!!!!
Has the city lights up,
This miserable body travels to
A world that never existed,
"My world",you ask,
Am I even breathing?
Damn it's late!!!
If the stars shine through
This dull sky,
At the outskirts of my window
Every night,
Then how come I haven't found
Mine,
Am I not looking hard enough or
Waiting for the clock to
Rewind...?
Is distance really
Separating us or are you ......
Damn it's late,
Am I still in love or
Sick of love?
YOU ARE READING
THE WRITE PILL TO LOVE
RomanceThis book consists of 39 poems which capture the essence and rocky roots of love. This is my first time coming up with these pieces so let me know what you think.
