Flawed
When he first met her his eyes dropped, his dick hardened, his heart stopped.
She glowed with an aura as if she were magical. As he reached for her hand on the
dance floor she whispered in his ear i'm flawed. He looked her up and down
and as his eyes moved across hers he couldn't find a single flaw about her.
She was perfect. Just thinking about getting in them jeans; Looking for a good time.
Nothing else on his mind but how being inside her would feel. Her smile, those eyes
mesmerizing. As he reached the bedroom she was already topless. All he could think
was man i'm getting lucky as she climbed on top. The room was in a daze.
It felt like years they had traveled in each others bodies. Soon the morning came.
He woke up and could have sworn it was all a dream. Pure paradise is what
he had just experienced with her. But there on the dresser lied a letter labled flawed.
The man rushed over and opened it. The man read just 3 words and dropped the letter
as if he had just been burned. His eyes dropped, his dick softened, and his heart
stopped. One word AIDS was written in huge bold letters. Now he knew what she meant
when she said she was flawed.
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2006
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