Just A Kiss….

Lips desert dry,eyes so lifeless,

I can’t say I am angry, maybe I am an actress,

Emotions gone wary,filled up with sickness,

Built up through the century,I think it’s time to confess,

Do I need an actuary, or maybe an abbess,

To get me out of this almonry,before I get all aggress,

Trying to show my bravery,I should just mind my business,

I became my own adversary,but I want is really just a kiss…

 

Copyright©2011 Martha Mghendi

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