FOUR | cupboard love
126 Words
Coffee scented mornings
After a night of sweet dreams
Under the steaming shower
Gone the blanket of the night breeze
My mind often wander to a brute
A man of excellent features appears
He fills most of my wildest dreams
And I am terribly inane, it seems
He held my hand so gently
His stares are wild, intimidating
A smile ever so charming
Gravity, would he ever fall for me?
Holding hands, fingers tangled
What we are I'll forever wonder
This superficial love has no cure
This, your cupboard love, I will secure
I will boldly endure all of the pain
As long as you will want me always
In your cupboard love I will stay
Not minding if I am just a game you play
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