Sex Sonnet 8
It wasn't but a perfect illusion.
Though, if she is asked how it was to love;
She wouldn't mind to say it's diffusion.
She's fine, but never said it didn't shove.
That's why every lesson comes with a pain,
But she don't know if what she feels is right
Or wrong-- to love not only for the gain,
I love you should means I will love your plight.
And stand by you bold through the worst of times.
But when you focus on wanting s*x stir;
You make love born out sensational crimes,
You thrust me as I subsequently birr...
The aftermath is teasing to let stand,
Abortion; they say luck only withstand.
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Copyright © Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa | Year Posted 2022
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