when I get through...(REMIX)A Poem by ShirlenaAn old write of mineI say…hey there brethren man I ducked proposals…didn’t show up in those venues don’t understand the grin… concluding it’s nerves knew those were the places for confrontations they were relentless pursuits on his part secretly I blushed and enjoyed his lamentations…”When”? pouting to kiss my hand…being attractive turned corners and dodged stalking shadows that resembled questions flinched at debris skipping when the breeze scooted them along like little ones “Come on children guilt is running upon you” trailing me as I’m posing… a tight palm beneath my chin his pleading his case… so very dapper wrestling with self inquisitions … his impositions though polite what is my malfunction…what is your plight thrusting diversions into angst wanting to the core to indulge but knowing it’s better if not tired of thinking because the answer is yes to me but it won’t be yes for him…long as I ‘m planning to hide mess around on that shoulder of sexiness now... later you lay stark in the mire
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6 Reviews Added on February 20, 2014 Last Updated on February 28, 2014 Tags: illusion, deception, pretending, relationships AuthorShirlenaAboutI be lovin poetry and it be chosen to read Wanna get something across. I'll review you only...if you review me the soulest sistah is the soulest I mean... she gather's the best from grand lo.. more..Writing
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