LOST CRUSH (a poem)
Brighter
moon day,
Of the
special weeks day,
Met
this angel her shining melanin called me,
Couldn’t
take a chance losing that,
I responded
positively super politely,
Mamma says m’ lovely so always m friendly,
With
that look on her face that smile them lips I wished to kiss,
As I
walked towards her, my feet couldn’t feel the ground,
Was
I flying? Or may be attracted magnetically?
That
I don’t remember for sure…
Ma mind
was racing thousand miles per second,
Ma heart
boom booming, on my knees I imagined,
One
day shes gonna be mine ,I ll be hers,
Finally
I made it to her, I opened my lips with a“hi beautiful”
She
nodded ,smiled, it was all sweet to me,
I opened
my heart and poured it all to her,
Let
her see how far I’ve traveled with her,
Day
one then a week another week our talk isn’t reaching a peak,
Tied
are my efforts m getting weak,
Tortured
is my heart inside so sick,
Letting
it go I ain’t nothing to her,
Shes
an angel who the heck is me?
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