Well the muse just shot me a look

Away from others people’s lights

across the normality of any day

walks in and around you this golden eyed beaut

this woman to take breaths away

A laugh so coquettish it feels like a fetish

to ask for the number she’s already given you

It’s not just beauty or a desirable class of her own

she is who she is and knows what you’ve been all along

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Deviant novelist, candlelit poet stuck in archaic notions of a renaissance man who fails to give a shit… https://ko-fi.com/ddavidcroot

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D.David croot

D.David croot

Deviant novelist, candlelit poet stuck in archaic notions of a renaissance man who fails to give a shit… https://ko-fi.com/ddavidcroot