A Poets Thoughts Poem.
Keep opening doors all by yourself.. leaving me thinking.
How I'm gonna tell you next time.
Maybe I will purposely appear unappealing less smart and give you a sour taste in ya mouth.. Unlike some women from the South.
Maybe you should stop taking chances and making advances.
On things I never asked for. Maybe I can get respected in my own type lane. I like my paced.
Slow going train.
But remember this poets just a entertaining.
Cruising type thing.
I'm not one to tame..
I love being called simply by just my name.
@H.E.R_Poetry s.a.m