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Dear Mr. Potential Ex Man
I knew it as soon as I got in the car. I knew you’d be a friendly chatty guy. “I’ll call you right back, I’ll call you right back,” you said to whomever was on the phone, hanging up at the speed of light. Then, you greeted me with all smiles and that line. “Tell your man you’ll text him back cause you gotta talk to your driver now.” When I heard you say those words, I could read through your game plan. My intuition might’ve failed me terribly at other living times of life, but not now. Most times, I know an interested man (and a player) when I…
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Blue Suede Stilettos
“Are those blue suede shoes?” you asked. “Are you color blind?” I replied, “And, that’s blue suede STILETTOS for ya.” “Smart mouth, I see.” “And you’re quite the observer.” “It just made me think of that Elvis’ song, and since I’m a fan…” “Well, you can drink my liquor, but don’t you step on my blue suede shoes.” “Ha! You know the song? I’m impressed.” “C’mon, it’s Elvis Presley—his biography might as well be a prerequisite for USA History 101.” I remember how you laughed at that silly comment when it wasn’t even funny. But, “You’re hilarious,” you said, unable to control your giggles. Is that a thing you do…
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Mister Cool Guy: A Poem
Can’t you see, girl? I’m trying to get to you, Doing crazy things that only artists do A shadow of your posts appears on my feed, my keyboard gets all eager, girl, A tweet I must set free I try to play it cool, pretend your face don’t matter, date one here and there, but low-key it’s you I’d rather. My style, very different for an erudite like you don’t deny yourself the pleasure of calling me your beau
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Like last night
I could hold your hand while you kiss my face Slowly giving in to temptation. Like last night, come on over and steal a kiss. Forget about the world; just you and me. Make it sweet, make it worthwhile. Two bodies in flame, could be a while. Touch you again kiss passionately through the night. Won’t you make me feel alright, like last night?
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