Every line in this poem
Might not flow and rhyme,
But I hope it makes
Sense to you over time.
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?
I can feel you are soaking
And wanting a ride
Your muscles invoking
I am needed inside
Where there is peace abundant but mystery aloof.
I have stumbled upon you.
Eyes that say to me. Come. Stay. Love.
Life is the worst improv actress
Starring in impulsive scenes
Stumbling through her weak lines
And nobody can catch the graceless words
As they fall from her mouth.