You Want Me To Prove…

You want me to prove You that I love You, jolly Lily Every time I see You, you turn me into A docile dove The serum of my body Boils on the stove Of your coup d’oeil You woke me up It is an instant réveil Yes, I became your zombie You pumped me up Yes, you turned me into Whatever is your desire You injected the fire In my veins, in my soul And I became your fool. You want me to prove That I love You, Lily flowers This is a done deal You know how I feel About the countless hours That I spent in your heaven At this stage of the game All theorems have been proven We don’t need to be blême and tame It is an eternal spring in your company Even when, there is a blizzard outside I am naturally happy by your side You have enough honey For my sweet tooth You are my chalice and I, your bee And everything is mellifluous and smooth. Copyright© January 2012, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books: https: //www2.xlibris.com/bookstore/bookdisplay.aspx? bookid=58359 http: //www.poemhunter.com/hebert-logerie/