Mouthful of You
2-Pac kissed me tonight,
just before I swallowed my thoughts,
I think he could taste them,
bits of anger and self pity,
sharp and unforgiving,
my saliva, his blood,
with an emotion too strong,
from my dripping red lips,
to a once warm puddle,
I doubt I'll see him again.
Copyright © Desiree Tatarazuk | Year Posted 2005
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