Love Comedy Poem
She sleeps to my left
In the spot left behind by a love of mine
No good mornings, she’s left
Still I feel her breath; it makes me sick
She sings to my staff, no music
The song’s a tease too easy to remember
“No love for the member until November”
Damn! Maybe even Decem… wait
There’s a test at 9. No time to waste
So I haste to shower, warm like a woman’s embrace
Brush with white paste reminding me what I’d do to her face.
STOP!!! Catch your breath… *sigh*
I rush to get dressed, no need to look fresh
I mean, who the hell am I tryna impress? Her? Sure
In class at 9:03 in sweat pants and a hoodie.
Can’t get any less sexy yet the bitch stares at me from row E
Only one late so guess where’s the last seat…
Test or chest? Don’t know which got looked at less.
Thought about both all night so I got no rest.
Only did number one and copied the rest.
I just want us to hop on this desk and get undressed! YES!!!
STOP!!! Snap back to reality.
Had to dip outie before I broke and got rowdy.
Didn’t study anyway so I’ll take that D… or she can. *chuckle*
How the hell this hoe end up with all my classes?
Always with new outfits to show off new assets that she KNOW I think is sexy and can’t look past it.
To top it off she’s too often seen on the yard.
Tried to hide in the game room. There she was, playing cards.
Used the eating excuse and the bitch was at the salad bar.
Oooh her sexy ass make it so HARD… to stay sane
That’s when I take some time for myself to step outside myself.
‘Cuz there’s someone else to think about beside myself.
The book to my shelf; the one who gives me purpose
The one who life without would be worthless.
So I take this pain because I know she’s worth it.
Do I want to give in and give up? Shieeeet does iron rust?
Yes but I won’t because I love her too much.
Hell, she even loves my musk,
Which I must admit is out of the norm.
I need her. She’s a keeper. Fuck state lines and a dorm!
Talk as much shit ‘bout this long distance relationship. I will not conform!
So Lust, you bitch, come to bed undressed to kill plus some heels, I know you will.
Hoping the spot to my left was left for you to fill.
Hate to kill your dreams but… you must out yo mind to think Ima cop a feel! BITCH!!!
(2010)