There are things one cannot just let go
some can be tell others are difficult to know
those lip touch are worth holding onto
I have come all the way with this ink to let people know how you let go of me sometimes ago
there is a spot in my heart that I cannot just let go even though it has eaten my soul for a cause I didn't know
a year ago but it has taken thousand years of broken bones
why should I let go when that same spot was red for sunset I just couldn't expose
she just woke up one morn and talk of go cripple in my spine to my marrow bones as she open the arteries of my door and never close
The May harsh wind is blowing and I need a lovely rose to replace the one that have just left and goes
A woman that will hold me so close and love me like a rose and that will not smash like a bone
© Idrissa sorie fornah