A Poem by: Maria Elena Bitare
Tell me what’s the real score
And my heart has to sore
Should I slow down or stop?
Looking in your blank eyes
Tell me every beat of your heart
Every beat for the other women
Every sad line I had to play the part
But I wanted to stay, please listen
Why don’t we just love each other?
Why don’t we make love linger?
I wanted our love to last
I wanted to play your lover’s part