Lock Down

Allow me to tell our story:

we met on a cold night, a while back

a month like this, it was on a Tuesday i think

a date that ended with (th)

i think it was the thirteenth, if not the fourteenth,

he was beautiful his eyes sparkled.

 

Allow me to tell our story:

i will use simple words,

i will use an easy language,

just like the one he used,

he was eloquent,

the epitome of my fantasy,

my better paradox

he ate through my sensibility

he was cunning.

our hands tangled, to create an illusion,

our thoughts synchronized, forming  an evolution.

 

Allow me to tell our story:

a story that had an end before a beginning

a story that i may never tell,

because my mind was  colonized,

he took me on a trip to slavery,

 

 

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