No Other body can stroke
Choke
Grope
& Me
Make him feign like I’m
Dope
He snorts like a line
Constantly replaying the time
When we were fine
& That pole I would shine
Whine and mope
Ice and rope
The thrusting sound
& With every stroke
He’s woke
It’s Broke!
Baby you keep breaking it
Yoga – Gami
My Body
His bendy straw
Nope.
See on my dope
He began to choke
He could no longer smoke
& At the quicker he came
His feelings he couldn’t tame
So me, he continued to blame
Knowing my heart beat the same
& How cold I became
With the distance which began to grow
He was so fucking afraid to let the people know
He was so heavily in love
So high beyond the drugs
But it was the weight of his ego
Luggage he refused to get rid of
