Spade
It hit me
like my period
and just that.
Without warning,
like a jolt
of electricity.
The forbidden felicity
that I was in love
with this man
10 years my senior.
It warmed me
like jambalaya
and just that.
With the spice
of passion
the subtle rush
forced myself to hush
that I was in love
with this man
who taught me
to be just that.
like jambalaya
and just that.
With the spice
of passion
the subtle rush
forced myself to hush
that I was in love
with this man
who taught me
to be just that.
WYLD STYLZ
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