You griped their shoulders,
Squeezed them tight,
Your grooming obvious
To the double glance.
I swallowed sharply
The tacks of guilt,
Mounted creeping
Showing on the board.
Your heavy stare
As she walks by,
I think of the word
That ends in “phile”.
Your vile intentions
Are wrapped around
A tight thin sheen
Of relating bands.
The coffee poisoned,
And water too,
With drops of degrees
That made you swoon.
You whispered softly
Into my ear,
I resisted from vomiting
The truth in clear.
Remaining silent,
I sat in class,
You resumed your dance,
And I kept my rage.
After your departure,
I shared my point of view,
Of way the you touched them,
They remained as fools.
Oblivious to the threat,
To conditioned ways,
In their innocence,
They enjoyed your game.
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 1:25 PM UTC
You griped their shoulders,
Squeezed them tight,
Your grooming obvious
To the double glance.
I swallowed sharply
The tacks of guilt,
Mounted creeping
Showing on the board.
Your heavy stare
As she walks by,
I think of the word
That ends in “phile”.
Your vile intentions
Are wrapped around
A tight thin sheen
Of relating bands.
The coffee poisoned,
And water too,
With drops of degrees
That made you swoon.
You whispered softly
Into my ear,
I resisted from vomiting
The truth in clear.
Remaining silent,
I sat in class,
You resumed your dance,
And I kept my rage.
After your departure,
I shared my point of view,
Of way the you touched them,
They remained as fools.
Oblivious to the threat,
To conditioned ways,
In their innocence,
They enjoyed your game.
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