THE CRUSH

 Hello beautiful!

Your beauty is like a moonful

Oh, do you have a mirror on your skin?

I can see myself on your skin

Your beauty made me forget my name

But with you, I feel fame

Perdon my manners, I am Linkon

Together we can link on.

Earning from Poetry

Eh! Stop it their already

You got me here and there you're ready

Is this a poetry class or what?

You're powering me poetry lines  as water

Not even to order me champagne

Leave alone even the cheap Heineken

You must be a bush foul

In fact, you're a big fool.


The aroma of your insult

They add taste to my love as salt

I wish you serve me more

So I never get hangry anymore

What I feel for you can't fade

You were truly beautifully made

The angle sent just for me

Accept we do it differently you and me

We can make ourselves an item. 










Oh dude, am I your class?

Or you just saw me in a glass?

My beauty impressed someone

And is cherished by one

Go for rehearsal on stage

You'll meet your mate on stage

Your love vibes sting

I am not ready to use ting

For I can't air tell about you

In your voice, I hear the sound of Ewe

There she goes again

My dear today I'll gain

Today I am a thief

Don't report me to your chief

I came to steal your heart

I swear I won't feel Hart

Mine is to take and care

My intentions to you are fair

Accept and be mine

If it's worth gold I'll go mine


Taking you in wasn't my option

Your words show your passion

Having me is your mission

Hopping one day we build a mansion

Not to dream " I wish " for our future

But to celebrate with Kingfisher


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THE CRUSH THE CRUSH Reviewed by Milcah the Poetess on April 11, 2022 Rating: 5

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