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My sister gave him the nickname
I've never thought to ask
All I know is all I know
and it's more than you should ask.
As I have a Mack-Attack
August 22, 2013
I teach
even if I'm still learning.
I love
even if I am not loved.
I write
even if not well.
I've lost
even if my mother still watches.
August 22, 2013
There is a valley in between my *******
Taut skin the color of unstained rosewood
Just left of the center is a nearly systemically deep brown dot
I've heard you say it was beautiful
I've felt your fingers trace its edges
I've melted as you've kissed the valley
And crumbled as you caused my breath to come in waves

The mountains on either side are lithe
Swaying as you stroke the sides of my valley
Tender and full
Full of hope for feeding a child with your lips

My eyes have followed as you've pressed your palm flat against my valley
My knees shook
My ankles trembled
My fist tightened
My body has become a tropical paradise

A vibrant valley
Full and tender
Rich with rosewood
Lonely and longing
Cautious as I wait on your next calamitous visit
As I have a Mack-Attack
August 22, 2013
For nothing will my heart stop beating to the sound of your drum
Each thump, each thud, each tiny tap
It calls your name
It whispers to you
It begs for your return

Just when it seems all the calls will go unanswered there you are
Suddenly out of no where
Standing so tall
So handsome and happy
It's time, you say
You say your heart hears mine and in time
It'll answer
It'll marry me
It'll make me a wife
It'll give me a beautiful baby with curly brown hair

They'll call me a fool as I sit and wait
They'll laugh and shake their heads
They'll never break my faith in our fate

For nothing will I stop loving you
For nothing will anyone else ever do
As I have a Mack-Attack
August 22, 2013

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