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Click hereAhhh,
The moment of clarity,
Finally,
I understand poetry.
No need for imagination,
stimulation, or thought of creation.
Just simply,
'We screwed, I enjoyed it, We screwed again'.
WOW ! That really reeled me in !
You are as romantic and creative as,
'Honey I'm hard, You wet yet'?
YOU,
hiding away,
behind the big 'A',
with balls to small
to claim what you say.
I was so impressed with what you left behind,
Did my own search, in hopes to find,
'Anonymous'.
But fruitless my search turned out to be,
What ? None of your perfect poetry?
How could this be?
Ahhh,
But then I realized,
there must be limited space,
behind that tiny little hole,
that claims your face.
So I forgive you.
Now, I understand what Anonymous means..
A cowardly imp that remains unseen.
Rock on, lady. But don't forget that sometimes the unnamed have valid thoughts. But, for whatever reason, can not leave a breadcrumb trail.
(Do you feel better for having said this?) ;)
There have been days when I felt this way, but I was never able to be this funny, so I just let it go. But like I said my feeling were never this funny.