Fooled Around...

I fooled around and fell infatuated

for something that wasn't real;

a musician I met through a mutual friend.

Who was mainly there for the cops and feels.

This motherfucker was not the real deal.

But still, I fucked them anyway.

To get over my ex, I guess you could say.

We hung out a couple of times the last time being May.

When we saw each other, we had very little to say.

They followed me, with no persuasion,

hedonistically through my doorway.

He ate my vagina,

pounded my pussy

savored my sweetness and said they couldn't stay.

I asked him, "Why your girl _____waiting?"

They had an anxiety attack and flew

as quickly as they came.

©I.M ..me

MMXX