It's Monday morning and he wanted to skip school,
his stomach was hurting, that's how he would fool.
Mama approached and he held the stomach hard,
As you hold me to impress,
the first error is made,
you use me in depress,
when nerves have frayed.
Soft colours caress the face,
people greet with warm embrace,
water-balloons in joyful menace,
quelling stale and ill grudges.
my face can't,
conceal the love.
She veils the fire,
that resides in her,
just enough so,
to tempt desire.