Dear LORD,
On this day Saturday, September 27, 2019,
I do humbly, magnificently , thank you, for this memory.
Who knew that some precious memories never lose their smell?
I have a vivid memory I can still touch!
(shit)
CHISELED!
YES, THE @#$%^&* WAS CHISELED!
I swear to GAWD!
I rubbed my trembling fingers into each , and every inch of his RIPPED BACK!
LAWD!
(What kind of man is this?)
You know it is a sin to make a man that fine, and never let him be mine.
Time and circumstance always get in the way.
What this wo/man say, what that one thinks.
How much and how long do I have to pay?
When I was born why was I handed a long list of shit I can't do, better not do.
White males are born , are handed millions of dollars, and told they can do no wrong, EVER!
The "wrong doers" are those they refuse to obey (them) .
No matter what , fate may have robbed me of My Adonis,
But, I got in one long
DANCE,
That I can replay in my head for the rest of my life!
BEAMING!
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