The Boar Poem by Daniel Richards

Digging like a boar, because your so bored,
Sweating beads falling to the thirsty floor
Turn out the light bring in the night
You wanna fight, lets go
But you move so fast and I so slow,
Back to the pity where you came from,
Back to a delusion your forced from
Derailment left you sprawled upon my floor
Is all that smoking getting to your face,
Shall we go, but no
Your coming to fight, and your way to fast I to slow
You tell me not to call you,
You say that you are bad news
But leave it to me and I will drown you
With a virtuoso of love bound to you
Bound so true,
So turn out the light bring in the night
And let me show you