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You Needed Me!
A cake of Molten Love
‘Let’s Eat this in Secret’
Neon Lights
And a sublime Blowjob
To the chirping of Morning Birds.
You know me too well
Oh! Stickiness of Mangoes
Their Nudity tip toeing to the past
Trapped between your fingers
And remember how the laugh track started playing?
Reality erased by Mother
She crosses out my words because they weren’t pretty
And the fire starts above your low cut dress,
The Electric blue of
Thighs
Shape this Obsession
“You are as empty as a perfume commercial!”
Collecting scents
and follow me into the Crystal towers.
Life reflected in high places
Throw them away
These memories have mold in them.
(c) A.R. Minhas 2019
