tagNon-Erotic PoetryYes, My Black Belt Matches My Shoes

Yes, My Black Belt Matches My Shoes

byjmbasquiat_fan©

We are so in love
Don't you see it?
Can't you feel our throbbing connection
the red cord
& how it ties us

Together
Always together
wait no stop what r u talking about you u you u!
U can't leave me
I won't let you.
I won't let you.
I'll stop you.

Because your kung-fu is weak
and mine kicks ass
urs, specifically
Ah the *smack* and *crunch* of your face as
I pound poundpound kick punch HIIIIYA! my way

Back to your heart.
You see, I love you
u love me 2
But you were going 2 leave me
And now-
Well, your skull makes a nice planter.

Time for relationship #17 in 2 yrs.
Goodnight, darling!
(By the way-
my new man
He thinks your skull's made of plastic.)
I knew u were shallow!
0:-D

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