COLOUR BLIND I DID YOU WRONG
She was fair to look upon her smile was as sweet as cherry.
Laying her down if only I could be a burden I did carry.
In her innocent I knew that it would be soon and not tarry
I pave the town I search the neighborhood but not to marry.
Through the window I came and unto that sweet young dame
Why I was not told love is hot with fits of madness and fury.
She held nothing back as we move in rhythm on and on, we go.
Between now and then an eternity eclipses to the hour we sow
Her glowing face her warm embrace eyes that entice me Meri
Time went by I did fly wishing never to land but just let me Cheri.
One evening of bless her sweet frame was poetry in motion.
She was perfect then but simple now the lust for her had die.
Someday I will be a groom today tomorrow or maybe soon.
Oh foolish me why did I hide the love I had for my fair bride
Come drink with me and ease my pain before I go insane.
Kenvil Atkins / Love poems #5
Through the window I slip
And lie on her sweet hip.
She moves not saying a pip.
I pluck the cherry as she weeps.
She could have been my wife if I had any sense!
