9 To 5 Poem by Marcquiese Burrell

I miss you sounds sweet
sentiments that make them weak
but doesn't make this heart skip a beat
if there is an interest
you'll later find it
got to be patient
takes much dedication
this ride is well worth it
if you are deserving
time serves a notice
like it's fine
pop the bottle on the wine
I need to know, are you sure?
before the light turns green
is this what you want?

your love is not love when your love's spread out in the streets
my love is the love met in kitchens
for senses to greet
whether we talk a couple days
or seem like it's on a break
work this like a nine to five
while taking some off time for the weekends

a little bit of time can make for something insperable
Emotions come over you like being caught in a haze
I can't say I understand it
but I'll be willing
if you were able to explain
what about us, what do you see, how long do you expect this thing to be?
neither one of us seem ready
travel the road to what is heavy
whatever you're looking for
What treasures you'll find
Will lead your heart to more
still want to know, are you sure?