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Inspired by the poem ACROSTIC by DR. Woods.

3:00 a.m. 3:00 a.m. wake up call, Sleep awaits and I fall. Dream of your hips; the tenderness of your lips. Soon after..

Witchy Your lips laced in poison. Beauty, your deadliest potion, witchcraft and other notions, amore; delusions of the heart, ..

Home Run Run, run away, If you don’t I’ll convince you to stay. Don’t turn around, even if my knees touch the g..

Awaiting Where did she go? No one knows. When was she here? Same answer I fear. Why do I care? She was kind and fair. ..

Moirai Out of reach, I stretch, But still This craving I cannot fulfill. Waiting On fate; selfish w****s -always want..

If I could be The air that she breathes, -in her lungs I will live; allow her to speak, her strength when she’s weak. The ..

Just Heard I just heard you’ll swing by; I’ll be near your breath. My wit you’ll test. -Of joy I may cry! ..

First thing I've written in like a week!

Forbidden Love.