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The reality.

I will be.writing poems from my phone for a bit I feel like i they come out more inspired that way.

Submitted: September 08, 2018

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Submitted: September 08, 2018



The reality is

She moves like a serpent

Her hips swaying and shaking

Her curves gyrating and snapping

It isnt a bad thing of she is a whore

She kisses and entices

Shes makes me beg for more

My Joy

We all want her

We crave her love

The lust is so strong

I begin to bubble up.

Her body is my addiction

Her soul causes an affliction

This joy

Your joy

Do you see her standing there amidst darkened streets

She is just a few steps away.

Your joy

She is so beautiful the world fears losing themselves if they touch her

But their strength must be mustered

For Joys love is a gift for us all.

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