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Poetry by Qualeman

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BY DESIGN

its as if she was designed to be desirable…destined to detain my desires…dared by her innocence to drain me of mine so together we could decipher what our flirting means…literally…

metaphorically we obtain obtuse similes like weapons of mass destruction that could easily destroy our worldly mentality…break down every single piece of matter earth…and we’d reconstruct it just how we wanted…it would be ours…

so in other words…I’ll break you down into syllabus…and reconstruct them into pet names I’ll call you just to see you smile…its uncanny…but so typical…of you to play games when I’m not looking…move pawns behind my back…and expect me not to knock over all the pieces…and the board…to the floor…so the table can be a table…holding you up…as I lay you down…properly…elbows off…my tongue is my only utensil…

the switch up in topic is a reflection of how you change the mood without changing your pace…your presence is a tonic made sweeter when the light hits your face…the glare from window panes makes it seem as if you were formed from the most beautiful stars in the galaxy…colliding and falling…knowing that on that night…I’d wish upon them…and you’d be with me…

I’m not sure if you grasp the duality of mind that you cause in a man of my stature…you have this tendency to tenderly harden my heart to other women and persuade me to cast doubt at the idea that you’re not ideal…its as if you’ve seen inception too many times and figured a way to plant yourself inside my subconscious as my dream girl…while you’re wrapped in my arms…cuddled against my chest…right where you belong

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