Stroke

Stroke

A Poem by ItsTiff

Don't stroke my ego,caress my mind
don't want your money, just want your time
Maybe spark a blunt and talk for a bit
about life, religion, even your favorite scent
told me once before, was it lavender or maybe was it mint?
Lets the explore the caverns of our minds, i
I, yours, you, mine
Nothing to do at the moment, got nothing but time

© 2020 ItsTiff


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Added on January 9, 2020
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ItsTiff
ItsTiff

Washington, DC



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