Dean Meredith

Spare Me - Poem by Dean Meredith

I like the booty
But what did you have to do?
To get it

Something is incomplete
A sentence perhaps?
Of sorts

'Judge ye not
Lest ye be judged'
Prophetic words indeed

Why could I not?
Trust her
Just once more

Pleas for me

Her pink skin
Imprisons me
Cell on cell

I am
A lifer
In hell

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 15, 2015

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