Author Sayeed Abubakar My heart aches for her who bakes my heart putting on an oven. My heart cries for her who fries my heart putting on an oven. My heart worships her because she is my killer. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments