Wifely
By Parizo Van Thulare
In love your beauty i fell
In your heart is where i want to dwell
To all my haters i say farewell
This time you all going to hell
I have some tales to tell
In you i feel trapped as a yolk in an egg shell
True love is what i smell
You are treating me so well
Give me a chance , that love i have for you will swell
You are a hard drive that drives my feelings to excel
You are flower with that breathtaking scent
I can't wait to be locked out of this cell
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2019
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