Poem to all lovers, past and future.
Don’t tell your friends,
about the two of us,
when we have an intimate encounter.
You might think we won’t find out,
but no matter how good of a friend,
you think that you have,
trust me, they’ll want me to,
be with them, like I was with you.
Do that to me, you’ll rip me in two.
You’ll break my heart,
and I’ll feel used,
simply because, you wanted your friend,
to be envious and amused.
Never again, will I want to be with you,
don’t try and tape us,
because I know that you’ll share,
our most intimate moments,
as soon as I’m not there.
So listen to my plea carefully,
a TRUE gentlemen never talks.
We can tell, by the look in your eyes,
and your “so called friends” taunts.
Keep our pleasures and desires,
between just the two of us,
unless you want me to leave you behind,
I promise you, then you’ll feel lost.
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