I Committed Love. Poem by Obrie Writes

Your honour,
My fault is loving.

I love when rains fall
And when rays scorch.
I give in to the least;
Embracing the worst for love.

I plead guilty of love.
Loving hard that I forget
What damn(sweet) love gave to Samson.

Her laughter echoes peace,
Which the pieces of me
Need to bond
And thus I always trip.

Her eyes mirror affection
To the far ends and
To every little sob
Of this evidence, my heart.

She pronounces a fantasy
Which the child lover in me
Gets excited about;
I then walk her path.

If am deemed guilty
And I must go down,
Let it be known throughout
That love is my guilt
For which I pay with heart pieces.

© Obrie