Wednesday, 11 April 2012

Tough Pillow Talk

Aisha


Louvres shutter
Curtains swim
Lovers embrace
Windy night

I am yours now
Are you mine too
No need to lie
Just so we lie

Sex and hunger
don’t go together
If no one’s feeding
No one’s loving
Definitely

Poor Man’s Daughter
Deserves joy too
What does she have
That she doesn’t have