A HOME GAME
A HOME GAME
The day of my dream
Is a visiting of a young lad.
The time of my light
Is a mark of a prime leave.
The moment of my comments
Is a point of a sharped spear.
The right of my left hand
Is a great of an access of my life.
I know my home
You never call a gold digger.
I know my home
You never fit a queen rigger.
I know my home
You are a Lion den for dinner.
I know you my home
You are a wilted flower petals.
I know my name
You,
my home address described.
I know my home
You, my name in full of fulfilment.
I know you my dream
You, my lover in romantic garment.
I know you my eye
You,
here to live in a colourful sight.
I know I see
You are hereby notified my concern.
I know you know
You know my mind is a game of love.