This is a guest post by my talented aspiring-writer friend, Wayne, whose blog is called FromBad2Verse. It’s a fervent and bodacious poem, I loved it!
Scream out my name.
Call it out. Loud. Fierce.
Let it echo in these concrete hills.
Screech, shriek, let you voice give out,
As neighbours hear your muffled shout.
You are my 3am cry, my afterglow sigh,
You are the sweet wetness on my lips, the rasp in my voice.
So all I ask is this.
Scream out for me, once, like you did before,
And I shall be yours,
For you shall never entice me by your whisper, now that I have heard you roar.