Poetry Corner: Love Yours
Growing up in a world where noise is everything to them it’s too loud.
To you nothing more than objects for sex and kissing,
But truth is sometimes calm down and just listen.
That little thing dangling between your legs like cheers from a crowd got you feeling proud.
Take my word don’t wait to long it’ll pass you by,
Looking back reminiscing on the Black Queen you were missing.
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