Lovesick chica,
deprived of love,
sick of empty
phone calls
from them playboys
and thugs
who only wish
to tug at my
skirt. The
lusty games
they play to
do me dirty.
Lovesick morena,
feeling thirsty
for more than
lust and its
inadequate means
of providing
sustenance.
I can only
trust in its
uncertainty cuz
lust is volatile,
creating an
environment
hostile.
Lovesick mujer,
waiting for my
love apostle.