Posted in My Poetry

He is heaven in a body

Sweet perfume

With those pleather alligator boots

I’d ride him like a gorilla

Smashed against the glass

But I can’t seem to reach him

With that dimple

His face becomes too alluring

That I get lost in the wave of women

Waving for his attention


lover of words

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