Until You Feel Right
Form: Epistle Sonnet 7
Is this what you think our love really is
Yelling at me in another staged row
In the hope we can make up with a kiss
Is this your idea of lover’s bliss?
What is so wrong with just getting along
What is wrong with feeling love anyhow
Why do you always want to make a fight
And do you get off on putting me down?
When you fuck up it is me in the wrong
I’m saying sorry until you feel right
This is not the love of my heart’s sweet song
Fighting until you want sex for the night
For making love, it is not; lust alone
As all I will ever see is your frown
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very nice poem Jez!
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