Thursday, June 06, 2013

I Can't.

           I Can't.




I just fantasize,
About getting you off,
My mind, it is filled
With desire to be held,
By you,
Only you,
The real and very delicious
You.!
No-one will believe me,
For I have said
This thing, so many times
Before.
What will change?
What will be different?
No-one says it's O.K.
To have loved and lost.
The life till now was
Crooked, and had spurned
This crazy fascination, the game.
The one I can't,
Ever seem to win.!