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Oct 2013
Met a girl named Cynthia
Confusing like the media
My soul kept on needing her
But my temper flames kept on burning as hot as the curry from India

We went to sit by the river
As the cold breeze came
It made her body shiver
Although there was an awkward silence
Our eyes made a perfect alliance
Much like science

Eye contact
Was the pathway to give her my contact
From eye contact to ****** tension
No bluetooth
But we had this endless connection
Together with affection

Caressing
Body to body pressing
DMC confessing
We did the risky ish
Much like *** testing
Let me not forget the late night sexting

No love involved
From a man to a toy
I evolved
But I couldn't resist
I gave her my arm when she was looking for assist

We were going too fast
I knew this relationship was never gonna last
As I reflected on my past
I remembered the cast of the girls who broke my heart

We were passionately mating
But we were not even dating
As I realized we were only friends
Better wait for it until it ends
Chuma Komani
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