I'm in love with a stripper
When it was all said and doneWe laid there, together.
In a moment of defining
Deafening silence, we did.
I now can say I know her.
After hours of passion,
rubbing her desires against my own,
I entered her mind.
*sigh* she wanted to be a ballerina.
Now, constantly trapped
In a world of fallacy,
She dances around the issue;
Does she really love me?
I saw into her being and
It makes me wonder,
What becomes of the being
That has given up on being happy?
Now she wonders when will I move on.
Constantly contemplating when i will move on.
Waiting for me to move on.
She hopes this feeling of love moves on.
Only heart break has been constant for her
So she rations time,
Never stopping to see that I'm,
In love with her.
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