"Meet me at my place" is an erring call,
yet, this is what I'm praying above all.
With your godly voice I let myself fall,
even if heart and mind throw me a brawl.
I let thee have free rent inside my mind,
to decree of love and lust I have signed,
they binded my feet and kept my eyes blind,
leaving all the truth and lies dropped behind.
I learned the rule in thy mischievous game,
thy tenderness is not for me to aim,
I just need to light up thy glaring flame,
and then you leave without knowing my name.
At 12 am I wonder where you are,
will I hear thy step getting out from car?
or mayhap the light of cigar from far?.
Dear, why don't you leave another scar?
It's a pipe dream to think that you will see,
how I cry off my night for sake of thee.
I know to your heart someone's holds the key,
for once let me feel the love I spree.
You are not my hometown for me to live,
nor my fallen hero for me to grieve.
Thee only wants me when cold bites the eve,
as you know the ardent love I can give.
Every night I paste my eyes at clock,
when 12 am waved I'm waiting for knock,
I placed my ears in far to hear thy walk,
ease of lonesome night when I hear you talk.
In despair, I found forbidden love fate,
Is it my fault to take this dulcet bait?
At nights when I feed you with sultry sate,
I'm giving you my only love and faith.
I asked and hoped that in break of the dawn,
all these love and pain will also be gone.
I'm tired of playing the desperate pawn,
I prayed for home and hand to call my own.
© rabbi