Fifty Shades Of Grey Poem by Oluwatosin Thomas

Like sorcery your style seemed, ,
For i envisioned no one but you.
Confused I've by no means been about you,
For I'm old to mortal your pre-owned.
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But at what time you convened me unexpectedly,
It's a ambiance i desired for over and repeatedly,
For i despised when the moment's expectedly.
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For on that lonely night,
You opined it wouldn't be love,
But the keenness we felt,
And it was consumated with a brokeness.
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And with it we know that tragic our love would be,
No minds attached,
For it's a game with no lies.
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And my honey i will extend to you,
'Cause you're flawless,
And you've earned it.
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TOMISIN THOMAS
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