Dear Sister...

I was sipping tequila with a taste of mint
while shaving my legs in the shower.
Was going to enjoy my night, get the hint,
and glance on my blooming flower!

Oh sister, this Mister was soon outside
Making me feel so sinfully desired.
Tempting me up on his million dollar ride
to drive until we both got tired!

He opened my door can you believe?
Sweet and gentle of him I must say!
But soon he rushed in a sudden leave
with no chance to ask for a stay...

With hope and prayers I walked into a bar
to cope and have a drink or maybe two...
Then Sister there was Mister lighting a cigar
while laughing with someone new!

So Sister I cracked my glass out of rage
and rushed to his million dollar ride!
Now will I still be locked in my cage
For earning back his own pride...?



Poetry by Shereen
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Written on 2010-08-22 at 19:05

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