Random poetry part 7
So afraid
When you dream of something as sacred as luv
Its funny wut happens when you finally find it
When that touch becomes a caress
And that smile becomes a necessary obsession
A need to see it as often as always
When a simple nap becomes a blissful expression
From me to you
I've lived my life with my feelings underwraps
A guys intuition
With a man's need to hustle
Every once in a while a tear is shed
But soon replaced with a smile of reassurance
I keep it movin baby
I keep it grindn lady
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