Confessions of the Other Woman
A Poem
By BlacQ Tales BopapePublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
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Puff, puff pass!
You sounded so familiar. On my every waking morning, I lust for your taste on my lips as you smoke me down. Each moment worse yet better than the last.
To my being and giving me the perfect satisfaction. I longed for you even when you seemed strong enough to kill me with just one blow. The thought of you brought a sense of release on my soul.
Breathe!
You and I are like Bonnie and Clyde. But as I laid there I start to realise, maybe it was not a pleasure to have loved you. It was a death wish, after all, we both knew I was always and only about the sex. But still...
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BlacQ Tales Bopape
I am an author. Inlove with the magic in words.
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