Mentor...
Dance ind;pendant and flash the lashes
Enticing Pen with the dots and dashes
Mending men that fear the clashes
Inviting light says steer the Masses…
Giving guise in disguise of classes
Obsolete scribes romance the lasses
Delivering rhymes in code & riddles
Dance with me taking whole my middle
Enter a mind and touch my center
Surrender, to a Love enCounter
Sensuality, is the sign of my Mentor
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