Out Of Love Poem by Jide Pounds Ibitoye

thought I should write a love story
crucify my lost glory
when skirts crawls to lust for my love
and straight my bow shoots from rest to curve

here comes the fairest of them all
a perfect blend of beauty call
my heart races at her sight
and my darkness brightens to her light

a beast I with the perfect orchestra of art
couldn't make believe my love to heart
shes the sane half of nature
my tortoise I cudnt capture

Thus, now that I truly love a girl
I have no chance
not even an amorous glance
at her pearly bell

for you now I drink
in your big lots love I shrink.