To whom I love the most

by danziel leleoun

The truth is I dont really have the time of having such affinity,
By then, you told me and proclaim of your kind sincerity.
Once you said those words, to me it was something proclivity,
For I was thinking that it was just a mere stupidity.

Now, that I've grown to love you,
Does it mean, I have to comply an obligation too?.
That I should submit myself for you?
And to follow whatever you may ask me to do?

There is such needs of both species called human,
Desires you may call it, lust you also named upon.
But, I'm afraid of its actions; I really am.
I'm not afraid of you but, I'm afraid of your deed,
However, questions if I may to ask you in candid.
Does it mean, doing this will make you a man?
Or does it will make you a good artisan?

My beloved someone, whom i cherished the most,
I hope you understand, forgiveness if you dost.
I loved you and will lift you whenever you are lost,
I dont want you but, I need you at any cost.

Alas! My beloved one, for who I really care,
My love for you is deep and beyond compare.
My love doesnt determined by any gifts,
Nor can be explained through gold chips,
Neither be just the love of a street pimps.
But, love that is sweeter than a cherry bits.

I may be far and miles away from you; oh! What should I do?
But, my mind keeps on thingking of you, oh! I missed you; I really do.
I may not be good or an ideal woman for you,
But, I'll try my best to be part of your life too.
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