#WritcoPoemPrompt11
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in sight
she looked blindly over the darkness in noon day there is no light
she waits upon the arrival of his male order bride
he hand picked her she will be the love of his life
she yearns to feel her shoes to hold her locks in her hand
to smell the aroma of the woman from white washed sands.
Her skin kissed by the sun ever so gently and eyes as the crystal green water at sunset
tides rolled up upon the peaks of her breast where she longs to rest
she will love her like no one ever could
but the love she has will be bad not good
secret thoughts secret love secret desires
best friends nearly caught best drugs done by campfires
blazing the sky like stars in one of their eyes
the other bound to the system and the lovers eyes die
© brittanieMFfregia