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Love Don’t Love No Body

Love Don’t Love No Body
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This piece is old.  Very old.  I was going through something real personal at the time and I had to pen it. Bottom line is, I have learned something from all that I’ve endured.  I’ve been fortunate to have met  a lot of women in my life; but no one come close to having the impact this particular woman have had.  I don’t regret ever meeting her; I just wished we had kept things at a distance.  Nevertheless, we touched bliss and loved the rain in the beginning of the game but only heart aches and pain remain.  I’m trying to stay sane but only seem to maintain the same mind frame; I’m hurt.  Soft touches and kisses and cuddles and getting it… That is beautiful remembrance. Then I remembered another woman’s appearance, I use to picture us making love before another woman’s silhouette appeared.

Now I sleep with a broken heart and only good loving can cure it; It works.   So I work to find a sign that true affection will come with time.  Love is sublime but I can’t seem to reach it cause I’m trapped in my own mind; hiding behind smiles and lies convicting all female-kind because of one woman’s crime.  I’ve endured much.  I could be touched by an angel, but I refuse to be touched.  My heart was crushed – The agony is plush.  If pain is love then love should be fucked.  The word has no meaning.  I have no shoulder to lean on yet I’m constantly leaning while falling I’m seeing scenes seeming like I’m dreaming.  My heart stopped but my body is still breathing; Experience is teaching me.

I had an abusive love – I left and it’s still beating me.  Keeping me from seeing clearly and reuniting with joy easily.  It’s like cupid is teasing me – acting without reasoning; killing me softly and boldly.  So I die slowly with only myself and I to hold me.  Since misery loves company I made myself cozy fearing what a wise person once told me “Love don’t love no body”.

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