She asked, "Why are you so working up with this boy?"
Can't tell her that you bring me so much joy.
I tell them that I hate you,
We both know that isn't true.
A girl who's drunk in love,
At least I'm his angel that was sent from above.
They badly want to know about us,
We know they've been against it more than once.
Baby tell me who's denial?
Is this a lifetime or a third time trial?
My peace of mind and safe place,
I badly want to kiss your face.
He's beautiful, like an unknown art.
Love, you already own my heart.
Decision making is pressure,
Good thing he was my hidden treasure.
Let's stay this way,
I don't give a fuck about what they say.
I'm dying to feel your lips,
We're the definition of eclipse.
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THE BURGUNDY POEM
PoetryThis is the poem that I have been writing since August 2023, and it is also about how I fell in love and grieved with the same person, and how I just chose to accept it even if it hurts while I'm writing and publishing this poem.
