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I was hook the first time
I ever heard you speak
Made my pulse get weak
Felt like I could hardly breathe
You was lyrically divine
Tasting better than the sweetest wine
Yours words touched me like a cool summer breeze
Can I be the twinkle in your left eye
And the spark in your right eye
Floetry to your poetry
Just tell me what you do to me
Can I be flick of your tongue
As your words make me cum
Dark, milk chocolate Serapis
Meet your Queen Isis
Speak scribes into existence
Of me being your Erotic mistress
Let�s take this off Instagram
I want YOU as my man ......

Written by iamimari88

(Imari Wilson)

Published 19th Mar 2020

Author's Note

I use to date this guy who was also a writer, and one of the things I loved was our conversations. We use to have phone and text conversations like this with each other, free styling poems to one another. This was one of the poems I wrote him and even published in my book, HER.

We dated for a short period of time and I had a lot of fun with him until things got weird when he asked me to put a finger in his butt lol.

I'm sexually open to a lot of things EXCEPT for that lol.