Ahmad Syukri 2

Notes from my heart contain;
A love for you that cannot be restrain,
Yearning for you that eternally remains,
For without you I would be in pain,
Somehow like a year without rain.

I kid you not Ahmad Syukri,
Tis this hands will not set you free,
I am not in love with two or three,
In my heart lives only thee.

When you utter of your passion,
It is definitely my greatest possesion,
You’ve got my heart in your prison,
Guilty as charged and you are the reason.

Body

Bare, naked,nude
as when i undress you
for nobody knows your beauty
at least the way i do.

your supple skin
and that orgasmic touch
sends shivers down my spine
for you are the ghost in me
out to hunt the lust in thee.

each touch,kiss and scent,
skin to skin, hands on my neck,
nothing feels better
the nurture of your being.

They are ashamed to embrace you,
ungrateful of your power,
barely sensing your essence,
hiding silently behind sheets of humanity,
unaffraid of your gift,
while some seek refuge from your curse.

I cut your surface,
pound you bit by bit,
knowing that it will hurt you,
apologies do not suffice,
the waves of agony that i’ve inflicted,
love, i am yours eternally.