| Hum Again I hum. I loved that child like a mother in distress and kept it that way. He felt my wrath and fury. Again and again the ocean waves swallowed my joy. Before I could speak, he loved the hell into me, sinful vodka dripping from our lips. He told me the crap, it was crazy. Four times i've loved, my heart is hazy. In darkness we sleep, in day we eat, he's the one for me like white on rice. Just to hear him speak again, that would be nice. I love once again, hum. NEXT POEM MY POETRY HOME |