fear of love is strong with some
not me I’m broken open waiting hung
spinning wheels fortune mind
shifting future all the time
days are long split in two
living lonely preparing for you
cold ice wall built between us
feeling cracks in fortress mistress
enough it’s rough without your beauty
brilliant mind perfect breasts rarest booty
brave to starve two wild animals
best expect no rest from man handle
this no boast just fair warning
hunger grows from hard fought longing
so testing flame’s duration it seems
yes my fire still burns hot silly.
Day Gun
A heart-felt verse my friend
I so appreciate the comment, thank you! Heart, mind….crotch, all of the above 🙂 <3