Tell Me

Don't kiss and

Tell,

Just tell me (whisper softly in my ear, shout and

                  Scream on streets)

How much you love me.

 

STOP!

Stopping

And

Starting.

Just STOP

In front of ME

And START

Showing

Me how much

You

Love me.

 

I've read your clichés

(And your eyes)

I don't need your rose

Sweet words,

I just need your

(Desire, attention WORSHIP)

Love.

 

But that's hard

To come by

Nowadays.

 

Please, I'm getting

Desperate here.

 

Start telling (Shouting and screaming)

Me how much

You love me,

And need me,

And worship me.

 

Because I worship you.

I need you.

I love you.

Reviews

[Cassidy Mask]

Brilliance (as per usual). Especially first stanza. xx

[Vincent Esprit FMI]

Beatrice you have captured that moment of utter frustration,,,,close to desperation.......I tend to sense a little "fusion" wrapped with love....oops be careful....great right at capturing that emotion