I lay in my bed thinking:
Would'a, should'a, could'a!
Don't know why I'm missing;
Missing what I never could'a!
Oh, we wanna be kissing;
But we never should'a!
We are just fishing.
But this sea is waning;
Like the moon it's leaving.
So I sit in this boat flipping,
Cause it's no longer swinging...
From side to side I'm clinging;
Clinging to the moat, surrounding.
'Tis safety that has me clawing;
Clinging to the moat while despairing.
I would'a, I could'a, but shouldn't!
Yet I know that I really would'a!
Kissing
Ludmila Veloso Afonso
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