He’s Over Me
I lost the power.
Until this moment
I never realized.
For so long,
I had him wrapped
Around my finger,
All I had to do
Was say the word,
Call the shot,
And he obeyed.
That was the type
Of bond that existed
Between us,
One where he’d do
Anything to please me;
I’d do anything to keep
Him under my spell,
He knew this too.
But he said no matter
How hard he tried,
He was helpless
When it came to me,
That he could never
Get the upper hand,
Couldn’t turn off
His emotions,
That he could not let go.
Well, must have
Been some kind of
Divine intervention,
Because these days
He’s deaf to my calls,
His heart hardened
To my pleas,
It’s like to him I’m dead,
Just like the love
We once shared,
Just like the power
I have over him.
~ by Maquita “Queenie” Peters
~ I Keep it Irie ~
For Lion Heart.
Looking beyond the horizon.
Island Soul City Dreams 