Finally I met the match
To my depravity
She sunk to my level
With her sense of identity
She struck a spark
With an effortless twitch
A conflagration
That satiated a little itch
That wily woman
Left me not quite the same
She took what she wanted
A master of the game
Monday, May 21, 2012
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