terry christian ajayi Poems

She's caught sight of again.
Yesterday was a scoff, a growl.
And on tenterhooks, that nippy sniff.
But sheer agony came.
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Helm what u think u can.
But helm nothing pertaining to me.
Let your wits be captive in your thuts.
Keys untouched.
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What is love without a 'penile his'?
What if there had been that 'cord of chastity'?
Courtship was as in 'friendship'?
Was there ever 'love' all along?
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