Recalling Desires
.xp weirdme@miraclemiracle935004
1 month ago
#poetry
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He looked at me, smiling wryly
Looked at his door and walked away
I don't know what drove me
But I still entered, I entered but what next?
I sat beside the bed, resting on his laps
Fast forward…
I came down my stairs, ascending his is stairs
I knocked with fear. I was trembling, sweating
He answered, I opened, I hugged him, scared
He pinned me to the wall, I circled that waist
I lost myself there and then, mutterings
You've got a big bunda, I remember my exact unintentional statement
He smiled, he knew what he was doing
I was amateur, I don't know what I know now
I ran away with a graffiti, it's always that way
He never gives up though, I think he likes it
A brown skinned African King, bodily sculptures
Artistic edifice, breathtaking, a honk-like center piece
You either know it or you experience it
The experience leaves an indelible mark
