Anne Jensen

The Defence - Poem by Anne Jensen

She seeks and finds
What was ever behind?
Too many denies
Interrupt her lies
Tossing her around
Doesn't know what counts
Indulging his flavour
or lack of behavior

The pattern went down
Laying on the lawn
The shadows are bright
Beating my pride
Sweet talk my curves
Ignore my nerves
seduce my senses
And slap my defences

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 8, 2005

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