Sporadic Spat
Sporadic Spat
I always enjoy
The sporadic spat with you.
Your doe-like eyes
Keep their views,
My eyes drawl to witness beauty.
Your pink lips try
To dominate
And my lips dream
Of touching those ethereal creations.
When my unruly
Heartbeats poke me
To proffer you my love,
You vanish
And I return from the land of nod.