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ZuMoRa Jun 2017
Don't move! you said
And asked me to lean on the tank
While you shoved yourself up and down
And my bike shook

Don't move!! he said
You jump and left me leaning on the tank
While his gun pointed up and down
Yet his body shook

With both trembling hands and head
Don't move!!!
He said
ZuMoRa Jun 2017
I wish there is a great place for us
A small peaceful island
No fight to win you
No tears of loosing you
ZuMoRa Jun 2017
You are so fine
With those gorgeous eyes
And those sweet pure lips that shines
With those nice chest meat no so high

I dare not stare to your eyes
Since it ignite desires in my heart
I dare not say any lies
Its really burning me far inside

Please do no depart
Or fly elsewhere
Be within my heart
And please stay there
ZuMoRa Jun 2017
I fell from that mountain
Where proud, shows off and praises
Of those fakes and fantasies you live in sustain
Off those poverty, poor and those ugly faces

I saw your lazy weak hands waved me
For I climb that mountain again
And get through those against around me
Just to wake you up again and again

But will you trust me
If I hold your hand
And guide you after me
Down to the ground land

Of a real world?
ZuMoRa Jun 2017
I rode that bike
Roaring loud those street of emptiness
To free my mind of those hard days of messiness
Those hard ways and loneliness

I rode that bike
And parked far end near that bay
‘Whoa…what a bike’ you gorgeous say
With a smile on your face and that teasing step you play
And a glance on my finger where a silver ring array

O girl.. do no please do no tease
Your father might be younger than me
Yet, there is only one seat to carry me
ZuMoRa Jun 2017
I know
You are a great wanderer and a good conqueror
Trails all around each and every corner

I know
You have been trying very hard
To fill those lonely heart
Lonely celled
and guards

I don’t know
Will you keep searching
keep looking
keep trying

If at that end
You saw..

Me
ZuMoRa Jun 2017
This morning you say “Hi”,
With those inviting eyes
And those pure lips that smile

I really didn’t recall
How many times we’ve met
And you keep firstly greet

And I keep wondering
Do you mean something
Or actually nothing

I don’t know how to start
To tell ya whats inside
Is this desire alright?

I wish I could touch
And hold you real tight
Each time and place that might

I wanna pinch that chin
Caress your smooth fairly skin
With our legs cross between

O girl I don’t know why
Or am I that shy
Just to tell you when

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