Sucker for love
My mind wandersWith no destination
You infest my thoughts
Without an explanation
Been in my psyche
Since we let temptation
Bring us together
Yea the sex amazing
But now I sit here
And I'm contemplating
Think about who
You've been consummating
You lay it down
But like to skip relations
Is it real?
Are you forever faking?
I like to think
You're being truthful
But if you're not
Then baby do you
Too old for games
Don't need the bullshit
Sucker for love
But I'll admit it
Poetry by Angela Thompson
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Written on 2016-09-24 at 22:44




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