cravings
Learn more about other poetry terms
My prize you are
Your bride I would be
When ever You call
I'd be, there, there to serve my role.
My role to you
I Picture my veins
With little mouths,
and little eyes, with tears.
They have little teeth,
Cravings on my soul,
Cravings on my spirit,
let me see behind your thoughts;
I wan't to taste your lyrics.
I need you on my meals,
There's no other substitute.
I can't believe I fell for such a blackened heart,
you meant everything and I did anything just to be with you,
and I dont do that with anyone!!! but you make me cling on to you unwillingly...
