Alekia Abeni
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life
Sweat
And I ain't talking 'bout the hotel
Knocking doors
ringing phones
Leave us 'lone
pretend like no one's home
Sweat
Like royalty upon the bed in the chambers found in the palaces of
Nepal
Being punished with tongue lashings on chocolate covered body parts
Not too wet
Not too dry
Sweat
Adventure never ends
Sneaking around like lecherous teenagers
HOPEing that the summer is full of the exhilaration of
almost getting caught
Yet, never breaking a
Sweat
5/23/2017
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COMMENTS
street cries says: Very nice ink |
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alekia abeni says: Thank you street cries. I'm pleased that you enjoyed. I look forward to reading more of your work |
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Coalhouse says: Damm |
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