Monday, 9 February 2015

Drunk in Love..

As the drunkards say...
  I drink to redeuce or lower my stress,,
well the same case applies,
       to me..
am ever drunk, but in a different way,,
   because you are the reason...
your beauty triggers my attention,
    filling my mind with imaginations,
   and to avoid or lower that 'stress'..
I end up drunk n drunk in love..
     in your pub (your heart).....
I bearably cann't stand by my own,,
words in my mouth, comes out very slow,,
   Whenever I wonna let you know...
      how I soo love you..
I end up murmuring to myself...
   assuming you heard all I said...
    that you would allow me pay my bills,,
of love,,
  in your heart, that I drunk...
       by loving back,,
Whenever I stagger, you help me walk...
   Whenever I stammer, you help me talk...
When am sleeping, be in my dream...
When I wake, you be beside me...
    For I am drunk in love with you,,
  Your image in my mind...
     when I talk, I almost shout you name..
.......just like drunkards do.....
  I over heard someone saying...
    that a drunk man n a baby...
  are the same..
        they just don't know how to lie..
and to me this apply(s)..
   Am ever honest, real n true to you..
    when I say I Love You...
AM DRUNK IN LOVE WITH YOU..

                        ⓒ2015

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