Every line in this poem Might not flow and rhyme, But I hope it makes Sense to you over time.
A beautiful thing happens when we leave men to cry without judgment.
I’m sorry that you had to listen to us sing Knowing that the lyrics weren’t meant for you
The whispers of war And the forthcoming doom Like a rain laden cloud Dance around her head Like African cultural dancers.
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In an ideal first conversation with me, you will find out 10 things that I like: cats, junk food, flowers, bags, sex, love, music, movies, poetry and did I mention food?
It's two Two for us and the magic we can Make happen Just the both of us