The Infatuation 4
The level of respect, that someone needs,
Has to consistently be at a peak.
Elevated, so that it is not weak;
Incapable of doing dirty deeds.
Nobody ever knows where flirting leads,
Following the lead of the words we speak,
As we hope they lead us to where we seek,
Taking in the harvest of planted seeds.
Under what conditions would someone stop
And think about "to whom" someone belongs,
Trying to police themselves, like a cop.
In this case, pursuing them would be wrong,
On levels that were mentioned at the top,
Notating that the RESPECT should be strong.
Copyright © Dakarai Cobb | Year Posted 2011
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