he's like, wow

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4degrees
4degrees
40 Followers

lassoed, i am
your noose-
eight hundred miles
of rope
slipknotted
settled around my
unknowing neck
as gently as smoke
tugging me to
sucking you in
through wide nostrils,
tasting the pheromones
of naivety
and innocence
yet as raw
as bare knees on pavement
jus' someone
breeding my
feeding my
endless hunger
creating moments to savor
in between
organic art and
deftones songs
four more degrees
of seperation
from myself
and my affliction.

4degrees
4degrees
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jushornyjushornyalmost 19 years ago
How Could I Not

How could I not Love this Poem. Its so descriptive, makes one yearn yet be satisfied all at the same time

AnonymousAnonymousabout 19 years ago
I like your poems

They sound like beat lyrics. Are you a musician? :)

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