This poem was written after I had a really late night man bashing session with my best friend. I couldn't get to sleep so I wrote this piece for her. For these past couple of days, You haven't been calling my name You keep biting your lip, like you don't want another's name to slip. And I know it's random but it's trully bothering me. Seems that lately our love making isn't what it use to be. Baby tell me what's up I hope you still practicing manogamy. If not let me know, and I'll set you free, cause I don't want someone who desires someone other than me.