i’ve never had the pleasure
of shaking hands with love
sometimes I wonder
if I’m worthy of its introduction
i feel as though i’m transparent
and cupid’s arrow goes straight through me
my skin is repellent
the love bug never bites me
i’ve danced my life solo
never sang a duet
i’ve...
I saw lust
walking by
pen and pad in hand
dreads bobbing to and fro
with a look and smell
of pure fineness
an appearance of innocence
with a taste of sin
I unfolded the corners of his world
to tiptoe inside
relax on his mind
dine on his time
together we shared rhymes
we made...
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