Never stress when you’re under pressure. Its pressure that makes the diamond.Lazarus Shatipamba
My love is a prison.
I’ll sentence you with no reason
Either than being suspect of stealing
My heart – to go make some art.
I’ll confine you to – a lifetime of captivity.
You’ll find no mates here,
So it’s solitary for you.
And when things get slippery
I’ll watch with a smile on my face
As the soap slips from your hands.
© 2019 The Poets Peace