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Senselessly,
I've fallen
for some uncertainty
The cluelessness
I feel
is equated
with sedation;
and the seduction
in those
perfect
green
eyes
make me
yearn
to learn
your entire
physique;
your entire
mentality
To explore
depths
even you have
forgotten
© 2014 by Jazzelle Monae. All rights reserved.
Faint smells of him
stain my clothes
& now & then
whiffs of his
cologne
catch me off guard
& suddenly
my mind aches
to smell him
in my bed
on my body
to engulf myself
in him
© 2014 by Jazzelle Monae. All rights reserved.
 Feb 2014 Anthony Zabala
Lb
Skin
 Feb 2014 Anthony Zabala
Lb
When the knife hits the skin
Oh the pain within
The moans aren't alone
They're comforted with raindrops of red
They're puddling onto the floor
Each drop an echoing tap
There's a rhythm now
It has a pulse
Each collective drop , a beat
The sound of death awaiting
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