you weren't made for mediocrity; not with me standing by your side, guiding you throughout time... @amateur_poet
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you were never mine and that is fine. but before the stars fade and the dawn wakes the sky, am I not allowed to think of you, wrapped in my legs, your arms around my waist.... @amateur__poet
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<I hate when boys hide their eyes from me. If they only looked up into mine, they would see, not scorn, not distaste, but a kindred soul, who knows how much it hurts, to be loving in a world d esigned to hate...> @amateur_poet
potential in you
I saw potential in you; even when I should have fled. yes, I want you, taking me, eating me, licking me up and down and down, in bed, but I wanted more than pleasure soaked sessions, 18 messages from your boys because I'm-fresh- out-the-shower-action; I saw you as something more, more than society perceived, [...]
i’m like a drug–
i’m like a drug you can’t shake, you tell your boys it’s okay, that bitch is crazy, you claim. the high can be found in the paradise between my thighs: you only need to grip the sides to reach the fruit inside. will i taste like heaven or woman? intertwined I’m the earth [...]
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 