lamenting

She met him in her usual way, she
was pretty- not too pretty- maybe thicker than his usual type- but, she smiled
bright- looked clean… and talked way too dirty!
She’s smart…

Magnamic…

She says she doesn’t believe in God-
And she holds
fast to some private “iron rod”
Making claims like,
“The whole thing is
just a fraud!”

She was hungry…
He could tell, she’s never full!

She can’t seem to get it right,
She cleaves to him at night…
But
she’s always holding back.
Something he cant touch- something he wants to
taste.
Maybe she’s just empty…
She’s like a light- a little too
bright.
Turned on,
Turned off.
Waiting—
It’s over just when he
think its started…

She’s just another part time lover who prematurely
parted!

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