Her Superpowers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about the wiles of women, that men just cannot seem to resist.

Submitted: August 20, 2012

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Submitted: August 20, 2012



How do I love and hate you in the same thought, going against everything I was taught, Damn! I got caught, caught up in an old game, with an old flame, D, why did you? Letting you write your name on my hand like kids do?...WHY YOU?! Your just like me why would I try you, I tried to, forget you. I can't stand you, FORGET YOU! The first time we fought boo, I ought to! But I can't because love's magic fought through. I try to resist the kiss, but like many men before me, I fell through, the floor mysteriously like that jewelry I bought you. Now your back for more, or your just on tour in my mind, all the time, killing me soof...no hardly, shardly, askin my guardian angel why in the hell aren't you guarding me. But it's my fault she didn't need muscle for her mission's position, all she needed was her curves and a cookie to beat my mind into submission, women always bringing males to their knees, because we fail to recede, we stare as she leaves, with a tease!?!? NO, I can't believe it! Even when I'm at my strongest I couldn't leave it alone, Can I come to your home, Can I bone, damn I'm 25 and you having me sound like I got the highschool jones...I thought I had the power, I'm talented, with long hair and handsome, It never mattered because she holds the scissors ask Samson.

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