I see we all have
places and purposes
the women that instigate
the men to roll their words over them
entering them
nestling inside
intimately devouring them
loving them
or needing them
smothered by desire
respect
and a hint of fear
women that forget about
possible mistakes
to take
that have no needs
or spaces to fill
and then their are
safe
bleached echos
of women that
demand between whispers
begging by way
of a failed
telepathic nature
desperate in fear
and strapped by reasoned
security
dimly lit
ignorant about the effortless
urges
swimming in concrete
appreciation
Birth sign: Gemini
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