Black Poetry : Playing with her.

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Apr 15, 2004
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you already know my name, and its not "Fisher Price".
im for ages 17 to adult, so stop acting like a kid. I know you're still a child.
you only want a friend.
to hold.
to join you on the jungle gym.
to kiss in the tree house.
to express your feelings to.
eventhough.....
everyother day they're different.

-At Recess-

We always played on the teeder toder with our love. I played in your sand box of expectations, and was cut by stray glass. I was bleeding redemption.You were there as my... "first aid".
eventhough....
you caused the pain.
you apply that pressure,
to make the bleeding stop.
the bell rang...
we went to class.

-At Lunch-

I ate from your hands; washed or not. I devoured every piece of lover's pie you fed me. each one a different flavor...
I love you.
I need you.
I'll never hurt you.
I wanna spend the rest of my life with you.
you poured yourself on me when i needed a drink. I didn't stop to think.before I....
*chewed*
passion.
*Swallowed*
Pride.
*Digested*
love.
then there was a bell.
so we went to class.

-At 2nd recess-

I swung on your swings of pleasure. i went down your tube slide.I did tricks on your rings. you did a 360 down my pole that led to the benches. It only brought on more dessire when we played in the tower above the monkey bars, which over looked the whole play ground and everything we've been through.I kissed you.you knew it was forever.
The bell rang...
we went to class.
this time,
it was together.
 

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