Monday, April 9, 2018

Ex-Files

For I loved this woman so deeply
I got consumed with her knowing it
At my own detriment 
Falling into the crevices of her blemishes
Marking my territory for cleansing
How could you distribute your banter
As if I didn’t save you from torment
Am I not the comfort from your nightmares
The love beyond your fears
I challenge you to taste the feeling of me
Every time your speech falls on deaf ears
I’m the queen in your deck of spades
A little less power but evolved
Tangling myself in the mischief of your lips
No one held the position of cognizance
Recognizing your love languages from a distance
Security ushered out those that snuck in
I licked and traced my tongue across your limbs
Your past epitomized exacerbate
Yet when I’m gone you masturbate
Feeling my closeness
Tasting my sweetness
Missing my aggression
The permission to your submission
You are the light when subways lose their headlights
I am the remix to your song graduating your love from being just alright. 

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