Jan 1, 2015
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You don't know me
I am not a deliberate coquette who never did without what I want, and I wanted to be unforgettable.
I wanted to be a memory, a wound to every man who was arrogant enough to want me...
You don't know me, I am not a deliberate coquette who never did without. What I want and I wanted to be unforgettable. I wanted to be a memory, a wound to every man arrogant enough to want me. I am the wrath of women in windows fingering shades. Old lace curtains camouflaging despair and stretch marks. I glittered honestly delighted I am desired and allowed those especially scheming tactful suitors to experience my body and spirit. Tearing so easily blending with theirs. And they were so happy and lay on my lime sheets full and wet from my tongue.
For Colored Girls
