A Taurus man
Offers white snow
I shake my head
I tell him “No...”
Searches my eyes
Asks for a bill
I give in, Five
Fixing to thrill
I wonder
Asked him
“What’s the feel?”
“It doesn’t”
Replies like icy steel
3 A.M.
Aimless drive
Words pulsating
Fast deep dive
Why he be a bleeding
Heart?
And stand as rocks do
Lone apart?
Questions me to let him in
Would passion burnout,
Why and when?
Nonchalant, again say no
Just drop me off
But don’t let go...
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