It's late I know
I want to sleep you know
My body aches all round
My heart hurts with all sounds
My heart and brain can't agree for
See what you have done to me
My heart calling for your voice
My eyes are dying to see your texts
My ears die to hear your voice
My heart breaks to hear you sing just
Once more
It's late I know
Boy what am I to do
Your love is breaking me in ways I can't tell
My sleep erased like pencil writing
Your love boldly written in my heart
I stopped trying to rub some of it
I love you and I hope you know it.
So tonight I will struggle to sleep
With hope of you
Telling me that you love me
In my dreams
Or tomorrow
👣🐾Boy Fidel Leon 👣🐾
YOU ARE READING
Mr.Poetic
PoetryThis piece poetry does the impossible It makes the loveless feel loved Dooms haters Zooms u back to reality Makes u smile Even if its for a sec It is worth the hustle
