Berry Berry sweet Berry.
I wish to have your taste early
your warm hug in the morning cold
makes me rise so strong and bold
At dawn when all men rise
To examine the stars with the eye of the wise
I long for you,
my sweet berry.
I yell to the winds, 'Oh, winds, carry me.'
Carry me to the land of the west
to the place of the beauty and best
Whose love so sweet and better to taste
in both slow motion and sweeter in haste
I miss my Berry, my only Berry
On whose laps am so light to carry.
Her skin is soft and so tender to touch
Her chest is soft, even plusher than the couch.
The left and the right teeth divide in a gap
oh, when I see that, I never nap
Her round, appealing hunch is a plus.
Her curving crus terminates in a plush.
Without you I can't breathe
without you my heart has to bleed
I just in dreams that I can't believe
I say, without you, life can't be lived.
come back to me and revive my heart.
I promise to keep you just in my heart.
By Teacher Kevin
Copyright © Teacher Kevin Ouma | Year Posted 2022
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem