I remember as my pants were slid down
I remember your tongue glided over and my sensation was found
I remember trying to stay away, you had a steady woman, and I would never treat another woman that way
I remembered not to let my body rule. I remembered that she loved you and should not be treated like a fool.
I remember the pain in her eyes. I could not be the reason to make this woman cry.
I remember the struggle to do whats right. I remembered you were not the man with which I'd spend my life. I remember the yearning in. her eyes. I could not be the reason to make this woman cry
About the Creator
Antoinette L Brey
I am an elder in a time of freedom. I am now retired. All i want to do is have fun. Without a daily routine, my imagination is one of my only salvations. I am not planning on writing a book, it is just for my own pleasure
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Fabulously-penned! BRAVO!
Oh my word. I loved this so much 😍
Yup, we gotta always remember Girl Code. In other words, just to be a decent human being. Loved your poem!