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I was fooled
The curvature with the bumps seen well carved,
My innate restraints were blatantly starved.
Her faint silhouette, my lust suddenly craved,
With the entrance to her paradise paved.
She swayed like shadows of an hourglass cast,
My hands, drawn to her fullness, held steadfast.
With nature’s finest art upon her chest,
Sensuous sweats soaked through my thin white vest.
Suddenly, the sky grumbled and turned grey,
Lightning sent sudden glimmers down my way.
I was tricked by the deceit of darkness;
'Twas the rain that showed my mental starkness.
The rain poured down torrents of its own tears,
While my own tears remained unseen by peers.
Who would have believed that darkness fooled me?
Seeking the cure to such cravings, my plea
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Maclawrence Famuyiwa
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