You.


I like you,
like how a child likes his toy;
like how a psyhopath likes a good ploy.
I haven't felt this and I should stop this.
What should I do to be your bliss?

I need you,
like how a plant needs water;
like how Dionysus needs wine to make it better;
I haven't felt this and I don't know how to stop this.
What should I do to be someone you can miss?

I want you,
like how the moon wants the sun's light;
like how Hades wants Hercules' might.
I haven't felt this and I can't stop this.
What should I do to have one kiss?

I love you,
like how I love pizzas and shakes;
like how I love cherry blossoms and cakes.
I haven't felt this and I don't want to stop this.
What should I do to come in your abyss?

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem