Yolanda Aderele Poems

I'm starting to forget things about you
like the sound of your voice and the way you use to look at me
I struggle to remember a joke that you told
or what your favorite anything was
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I cannot describe to you
How good this man makes me feel

See,

I know thousands of words,
But they ALL escape me
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I imagine his tears taste sweet instead of salty like the sea, not sweet

like candy but sweet nonetheless his caress was like honeysuckle
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Thank you Robert
For being so kind
Your words of encouragement
Are right on time
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He say he likes the way I write......
The way I swing my hips from left to right
likes how I curve my y's and dot my i's
How I thread my words with truth, not lies
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