EMOTIONAL PROSTITUTE
i hate that i love you
my mouth confess
like land-locked clouds
some mist before eyes
retains confusion:
but do not let it cause
you distress
as i love you always
and again.
You are everything and
again wait here!
While i hope for your
smile — you’re so outside
the hopeless song and i’m
so tongue-tied, yet i loved
you dearly while i don’t
want to be with you;
the jealous and timid mind
knows:
So jealously and dreamy i
once loved my everything
within you so I pray God
grant another that loves you
so.
:: 10282015 ::