Not a Love Poem
So tell her how your limbs are sore
From pulling at my uproar
On the floor where we tore
Souls that soar, no keeping score
Sunburned we lie awake
Words unsaid in my heartache
Nothing opaque, this is my mistake
I knew better than to partake
But resist you couldn’t for my sake
Lust, and desire my body quakes
More and more I give you take
Then again you flake, and flake
I still taste you thus reserve to hate you
Even still I bait you, this is what it is to date you
I just want to suffocate you
Exhilarate you, intoxicate you, I tolerate you
Kiss me now till I deplete
While I listen to your heartbeat
Don’t mistreat, or be discreet.
You should know I wont compete
I should retreat, nothing is concrete
Delete delete delete delete
Memories on my love seat
Then again repeat repeat.
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