Mrsmith29's Poems

The Real Her

Black Poem | GQ Poem : Title: The (Real) Her Her eyes capture me ….like jail bars….hold innocent men… Her fingers must be touched by god….as with each stroke of her hand She redeems me…… and forgives me for both past….and future sins. I want to know her…the real her….where do I start ? How should I begin? &

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