The Sentence
Doors ajar, stunted are her moves afar
Windows clogged, ears raised to keened sharpness and tagged
Hastily she walks in, arms locked in a safety pin
Dragged by barbecued figures beside her, an accompanying butt at the behind
With a raised chest, the valley of seduction so vivid
Court order!
Silently she sits, with a blazing smile on her face
She's proud to be guilty, for so its evident on her face
"Judge slam her" I swear beneath my breath, for in her seduction am in a kiln stealth
Guilty she is, stole my heart and locked it God knows where
Without her, am rendered void
With her charm, am a raging bull
She's guilty, behind bars of chained love she locks
Court order!
As hours peak, such cupids strike my heart
Am restless without her fragrance, and helpless without her glow
Yes she's guilty, the sentence is her suit
In fate we're twined, such stars make a galaxy
My world revolves around the courtroom, that's her heart
Just in a bid to share, in her lifetime sentence
Court adjourned!
Kim The Poet©
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