That tune flowed in my veins,
Propelling my nerves system,
Each day I yearned to be graced with your presence,
Seeing me you won't grow tired,
Your heart won't marvel anymore,
You will always have me.
As a man,
I have active hormones,
Gaining your trust was the first step,
Since your chest wasn't broken,
Your treasures I had to grab,
Your honey pot I had to lick,
It's sweetness I had to feel,
Loving you I did not,
I was after tasting your waters.
I had to lie to get what I wanted,
Sorry for hurting and breaking your innocent heart,
I just couldn't resist your beauty,
I didn't believe you when you said you're pure,
Your treasure, yes I robbed you of it,
But I don't regret it,
I had to do what I had to do,
You will get over it eventually,
It's a rite of passage in life,
Life itself is so cruel.
Great poem