Souvenir

Souvenir

You wanted to come by,
you said only for a minute
You had something to give me, 
but hell my day was hectic

I gave in but then,
that was my mistake
I told you not to touch me,
for God and Goddess sake

You said it was my fault, 
because I was so pretty
But I was on my guard,
my hate for you was plenty

I was doing my job,
you touched me once again
I could not believe it, 
now comes time for a plan

Do you know the word Bruja,
you narcissistic man
You’ve now been cursed,
by a beautiful woman
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Leffanta Avatar
October 8, 2021 at 11:40 AM
It is surprising how many men do not understand, "NO!" despite their mother saying that to them a million times . . . .
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