Time Zone : Relationship Poetry

As I look at my watch its ticking as my thoughts itch in heat

Everything with you is a question mark in wondering as I

Kneel before you and take a seat. I smell the soft scents of

Cucumber melon mega scents holding down the pleasure

Of my earth. There were

Once a time when I would

Give anything to hear

Your voice. I use to would

Rob the airways to feel

Your safe okays. Pay me

By the hour as everything

That was once here is now

gone as your ticking in a

world of my time zone.

Your ways have caught up

with you leaving you

in a world searching

For a paradise all on

your own. Can I

feed you rice’s

of my onigiri.

Seaweeds

Of you begging

me cant no longer

Capture Are satisfy

my need. As I am

All tired out as the

Sun leaves now to put

Sunlight in another part of the world. I control the tasting nights

As you enter my enthralling time zone. I am relaxing in the winds

Of my Jacuzzi tub. I am slow grooving to the jazz beats of my art

Of noise listening to the splashing waves

Of my moments in love.

White doves accompany

Me as they fly away

Hearing my thoughts

Cry. Carrying on my

Wishes in another

Time zone as I

Have given him

Up to face love

Life all on

His

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Are you lost with out me?

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