Turns out there is
more than just eye
that wishes to
meets the beauty
No call dear booty
I’ve seen beyond
the meat that invite me into misbehavior
I’ll keep my acts intact
just as your
backside
I’m crossing
fingers not to backslide
Yeah… I’ve been
down those shores
They are more than
just rocky
They splendor with
regret
Memories of reject
In fact
I aim more than
just to impress
Turns out
I’ve been
producing thoughts flavored with your lipsticks
I have had some
kissful thinking
It’s all bliss
Not to say it’s
all right
But it tends to
bother me less
The more I ponder
on it
It’s just kisses
after all
No strings tightly
attacked
Though there is
still some
But it’s nothing
no one cannot live with
If I’m making
sense
Turns out
I am ready to fail
again
Or face the torture
of failing some else
It’s a game of
feelings
Played on the
trail of trial and error
The failed often
label the failures as traitors
The victims turns
to perpetrators
When love wears
out
Turns out
I’m ready to
navigate this ship into forging new relations
Turns out
I’m Chevrolet-ready
to finding new roads
To conspire on a
mission to discover new heights
Newly beloved
Siyabonga Sokhela
Wed 04th May 2016 19h20
Kit Kat Poetry
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