the devil

she’s the devil —-

she calls me just to ask me

to come by and score.

she’s the devil and yeah,

she’s ravishing but she won’t

let me git in to her pants though…

so i scored and do her

on the seven corners of my head,

on a crystal plane where nobody knows…

yesss, the devil doesn’t have to know.

from ” a mess of lovepoems “

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