HIM

Look at him! His eyes,  are like savory dark chocolate, sweet  man, you make me melt like m&m's in a candy box!  Your swagger is like a dagger in my soul and I want to know, can I get some honey flow! He don't know, I think his skin is buttercreme and vanilla soul, smoothly caressing me and going places, I don't want to show!  My love is real, can't he feel?  Or is it just another wasted appeal!  Like a moth to a flame, he don't have no shame to his game, maybe it's me, not he to blame.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

naynay7’s Poems (34)

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Agony 0
IF 0
My Joy! 0
ON AN ANGELS WINGS 0
I AM 0
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Sensual Kiss 0
Damn! 0
Tortured Soul 0
WHY 2
Train Ride 0
One Last Time 0
POETRY 1
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My Hunger 0
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ONE LAST BOW 1
Hickory Dickory Dock 1
My Guitar 0
ChristmasTime 1
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GOODBYE 1
FRIENDS 0
New Jersey Rap 2
Erotical Heat 0
HEAVEN 0
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VOICES 2
GOD 1
HIM 0
How Raw Is My Soul? 1