The Cry From a Ghetto's Heart | Page 40

Rewinding Time

Taking things back, like being off track or to the exact moment when you ran across my mind.....

From numerous times to numerous lines, just to explain you....

What can time do?

What can the mind do?

When it keeps thinking the same thing...

Wanting that change,

That moment to name names,

In erotic games of passion.....

Loving you in an edible fashion,

From gulps to rations,

From quick to everlasting,

Thrashing body parts like, 1st down and 10 to go....

Cuddled up like 40 below,

Only to know that you will be leaving sooner than I think,

Too scared to blink with fears that you might be gone....

Refusing to let desires get strong,

Convinced that it’s wrong......

Because "Karma" is around the corner.....

Seeing you at one moment realizing the next time we meet will be longer......

So I thrive on the moment.....

Wishing for time to stop or minds to pop and say this is a chance for us....

King and Queen so only romance for us,

Envious people's eyes dance around us......

But there's no rewinding time....

Wishing to stay but would you be mine....

Would to stay and try be wasting my time....

I wonder....

There's no rewinding time and aligning all the bits and pieces in it proper places....

And will leaving just make us memorable faces.....

From love trails to traces.....

But there is no rewinding time.........