Define
Define the confusion my body has of you with my mind
I wish I could sing
I wish I could sing melodies, so ear pleasing
I can't sing, so my poetry sings for me
It sings of intimacies, our bodies clinging
to one another
My insatiable desires for you make me not want another
It sings of highs I get of your touching
bumping, griding
Blowing me outta my mind and
a stallion in bed is hard to find and
But your not mine
Your not mine
I share you from time, from time to time
you are mine
the other time you're hers
makes my body hurt
my body tho, not my mind,
because my heart right now is untwinded
from the feelings I have in- side of you, excuse me, or was it the thought of you in-side me
You seduced me through and through,
I compare them all of them to you
and they fail.
What's a woman to do?
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