Poetry

Warm golden honey at rest
Lay upon my chest
Telling me what you think I want to hear
Giving me your best
But I have to say
I heard it all before
Your sweet talk can't give me
The freedom that I dream
Yes, my body
May crave your sweet wet kisses
There sensuous with delight
But when late night comes
You won’t be here to hold me tight
My breast craves your caress
A whimsical affect between the midnight hours lure
   lovers in love, who want another night
Creepin through the window shines the lucent moonlit
But for this reason I feel nothing but sorrow
For you leave me alone and lonely
  feeling my love you borrow
While you go back to your family
   they don’t even know my name
Where you once crept in between my breast to slumber
Laying your hands where the light from the shadows dwell
  around the curve’s of my seductive figure
And you ask me to move
   the fleshy coat that is protecting
     the one thing that shouldn't be broken... my heart!
 
 
Goldie D. Lopez