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Precious Pocketbook

Didnít ask for it but you gave it to me anyway.
Carrying this pocketbook made the boys look at me funny and,
I had to learn to bare the weight, wanting to be among-st them til you taught me about the worry of
Protecting the jewels it encased away from smooth tongues and perversions.
And you swore me to keep it that way until someone came along to deserve it
But like always I was in a rush, I messed up and lost it in the backseat of someoneís car momma

I LOST MY POCKETBOOK.
Almost as if I gave it away, I had no idea with how close he became that it was slipping from around me,
That his neediness of what I had would creep up from behind me and,
Persuasively he begged and begged until he slipped his hands inside and felt all the wealth I have to give momma I gave my pocketbook to him
I canít come home without it, the second you lay eyes on my youíll know that somethings missing
Just to keep it hidden Iíll silence the sway of my new walk, so the drum of my hips donít get your attention
or the veterans that can sense now sniffed it out and act different now, predators and vultures and my flesh is what theyíre preying on now that my pocketbooks gone.
One look was all it took for him to get close enough to assess it.
Against my better judgement I opened up and neglected every lesson you installed in me about keeping it protected.
I LOST MY POCKETBOOK.
Not only that.
The problem is I think I want it back, but itís too late for that
The innocence and security that I once had all vanished when I handed over that bag
Please donít be mad
Donít tell dad.
I LOST MY POCKETBOOK
KayBeeMapes
Author's Note
I write for every Woman and Woman of color that has ever been scared silent when it comes to speaking on topics such as Sex, Guilt, Insecurity, Love, Passion, Relationships, Fantasies, and everything...
I write for every Woman and Woman of color that has ever been scared silent when it comes to speaking on topics such as Sex, Guilt, Insecurity, Love, Passion, Relationships, Fantasies, and everything else that makes us WOMAN. Silent boundaries must be broken so excuse my vulgarity, I am not ashamed.

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