In her arms,
Warmth and kisses
Into my very soul, it leeches
Inside her,
Sweet pink roses
Blinding flavor it poses
Wake up man!
It's just a one night stand
You're not her type of man
The Call
Emmanuel Shadrach
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 05/03/2024
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Poem topics: night, pink, soul, sweet, stand, warmth, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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