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Weep, Why When I Saw It Coming

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Weep, Why When I Saw It Coming

Weep, Why? I Saw It Coming!

He put me in the mood
Reminding me I am a woman,
Phenomenally,
Phenomenal woman;
But, is that really me?
No need to explain why I can't see.

Distracted on all sides,
He liked the span of my thighs.
The curl in my hair,
Not so much the clothes I wear.
It was the look in my eyes,
The energy shared between he and I. 

Forgetting that Woodoo
That they do to attack you, 
Yet never affecting you
Because you said I do.
So, I pause,
Not giving cause.

Committed,
Able to resist it.
Knowing something is wrong but I'm too strong.
Not sure what it is, 
I want him, strange and new.
My GI Joe, my reason not to be blue.

I knew I was the assignment,
The joke is on who? 
The joke is on me
Because I wanted it to be.
Wanting his love 
Reservation free.

A little white lie won't hurt nobody,
This was my clue.
But why tell me truth;
Or, should I say half of it.
Like sharing a goal,
Never to get old.

What can I say, it wasn't meant to be.
My soul wants to weep but my spirit says why?
I saw it coming! You should have listened to me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 4/12/2016 2:17:00 PM
nice art. but sorry if its true
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Jamala James
Date: 4/17/2016 12:24:00 PM
Thank you for your comment and consideration.