Confessions Of A Lover Poem by Amy Ludidi

forever i'l be your boy
..and in her entire life
she'd never felt more joy
he would make her his wife

with the purest of hearts, deeply
she loved him
oh so dearly
did she love him
it was the sweetest thing

it was the magic they made
when they became
i was the truths they uncovered
when they connected
it was the initial stages
when they were too shy
to hold hands in public
it was the sweetest thing

it was the times they hung up
only to call right back
it was the times that his
kisses soothed every one
of her pains and ailments
he was healing her
it was the reflection in his eyes
that showed true affection
man..it was the sweetest thing

these are the confessions
... of my lover

it was the smile that appeared
on her face each time he did appear
it was the giggles that erupted
from her lips when he drew near
it was the direction that she took
when she was sleep walking
dam! it was the sweetest thing

these are the confessions
... of my lover

it was the measures that she took
just to get a glimpse of his face
it was the chances that she took
just to have aonther look
after the last kiss
...goodnight
it had to be the sweetest thing

it was her joy...
that brought me piercing pain
when he said...
baby i'm leaving you
...for her

Soilchild