The Prince

I can’t be going to church, praying to God about you, coz doing that is so sinful.

Can’t take a sleep without a thought of you, you are stuck in my mind, that’s making me a fool.

I can’t wonder why, when I close my eyes, the image on my face comes straight from you.

I don’t regret but am just thankful.

With all my hands, I accept you.

I don’t want to tell that you are the apple of my eye, that’s a lie, the truth! You are the one in my mind.

And that’s a lie too, coz there’s Grace in my mind, I just want you for pleasure as I have her for life.

Trust me, I want to have s*x with you. Wish I could hold you tight and feel the warmth of you. Want to tear your clothes and make way into you. I want you to scream my name but I can’t find you.

But can I tell you what? I will rape you. It doesn’t matter if I meet your friend, I will pretend it’s you. I Will hold your thighs, boobs and butts and whatever my hands can hold on to. I will make you mine and in sane to what ever makes me to. Coz at that moment it will be inside you. Making you loose consciousness and reaping the brains out of you.

I will rape you, I will make you hold me tight and scream the love out of you. I will make you want me more every moment I look at you. I will be the dreams in your dreams but you will realize that this is just my dream.

Have a good night

Prince Poet