Lyric Poetry

ELECTRIC KISS

By Ana Nur Hikmawati

You can shoot my little slot

So kiss me too long do it not

Over power must be too hot

Then damage is what you got. 

Let the cable be my perfect couple 

We look like a suit puzzle 

This electric kiss gives you no trouble 

But flows my power to your Apple. 

Come when you are in a bad mood

I'll feed you with the best food

But don't you dare to be rude

Then finish the dishes for your good. 

I have no hope to be loyal forever 

I kissed different of you ever

And you kissed another me too many 

But we still match perfectly. 

I'm everywhere and it ain't no odd

Also I am not your precious God

But I bring the death back to life 

By serving your blankness to be rife