Coveted Crime1 min 1.1K 1 min 1.1K
You are that Booker Prize.
For whom many coveted, but that I've got
To love you madly has become
An inevitable crime and I truly fear not
You were and will be in demand
This aching heart does well know.
Should I welcome this envious ache?
Vicious mind: just let it go.
My non-stop yearning for you will go on
Hunger craving like seven years itch.
And courageous confession to crime
Pines for divine share...
Will you be my better half in crime?
The verdict will be out by the flying time.