What have you done for me lately?

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dansemajik
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WHAT HAVE YOU DONE FOR ME LATELY?

A Slam Poem by Tammy ©2002

I remember when the curtain fell on our relationship
To call it love would be a lie…
Because it was what it was, wasn’t it?
It was Hot, and wet and kind of wild
It was sex.

So why did it hurt so badly when you said goodbye?
Was it cause I didn’t say it first?
Or was it the way that you said it
The way it ripped me open
And let my soul spill out

Those words delivered so calmly over the phone
WHILE I WAS AT WORK…
And then I had to continue with my day
The echo of your voice bouncing across
And into and around my mind
Its time you found yourself a new friend.

I know you liked the way I wrapped my lips around you
And you didn’t say no when you slipped down my
Throat, and I nearly hummed with pleasure…
Yes, I loved it too. But what have you done for
Me lately?

Here you are. Wanting to be friends…again
And I am wondering why?
I am no different. I still lay in the floor and let the
Sounds of Pink Floyd wash over me, drifting on
Memories of being stoned, finding that place once again
Within my meditation.

I still write words you don’t understand
And think in color while you think in numbers
My bright reds and blues and yellows and shades of gray
To your dollar signs and your decimal points.
God I love smart men.

But you battered my soul with your kindness
And your generosity. It lays black and blue and I
Don’t want to hand it back to you. You may not have known
But while you were just being my friend…. I was being your lover
And it hurts me that you want to go back there.

It took me a year to get over you
And I still cry after you call to see how I am doing
Cause I know in your mind what you are asking
Is if I want to come over and suck your dick, cause you
Know no one will ever do it as well as I do.
For you, that’s all it was about.

dansemajik
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