WICKED EYES
Staring at the sorrow of the plain
And over the cute bamboo trees
Over the rugged ocean
On the breeze and on
The brighter sand, I saw a fresh girl.
She might be nothing more
Than a sophomore
Tight lying on land like an ore
Feeling the blessings of God
But around for sure, was nobody.
The brain in me, thought more than I ever have
The hormones in me, were in rush hour
My legs trembled a bit
Ready to take a move for, maybe my mate
Then by the shore, I saw somebody moving towards...
No harm anyway,
I was just staring at the waves, so beautiful
God’s creation.
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