Our third tour of duty for love
I chase the serenade of warmth in your eyes----Balanced perfectly on stout cheeks and lips who utter the slightest phrase will control liberty.
The voice of your channels propel me into quandary.
Continue to hide behind your stare and I will be your audience. The avenues shine in the clouded room.
We play the roles of comfort and neglect our confrontations.
Leave ambiguity alone------ & feel what I felt.
Of course love frustrates
Where is the evidence that you have live--- I refuse to sleep next to a stranger,
Redress you intentions
I want to know the story behind every scar on your body.
Capering around your frame.
This time I draw the curtains
Resolve my pursuit