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Red H. Gill
i’m remembering love... listen closely
mostly, we jones for our own, Nina Mosely
poetry cozying through the rotary while we’re dozing
but won’t go to sleep; you go to sleep… no, you go to sleep
that’s not loyal... good night’s not loyalty
woke up tangled in the coil, & dreamt you were holding me
crates of mixtapes, dedicated to you only… & whoever you replaced
i’ve drawn your name & your face, in graffiti
everywhere, every place; didn’t care who could see me
like that first time you escaped your bikini
we smashed to Whodini, One Love & Jodeci’s Feenin’
from the back, the claps sound like cheers & applauds
from you screaming with yeah’s, & not nah’s
yeses are dressed with more pleasant fonts
this is a necklace, caressed like, harmonicas
or women who could mirror image, Monica
or if you haven’t been, glimpse in, on how to cum
i’ve eclipsed when i’ve been nautica
setting sail after we, Netflix & chill
like ma, i gotta run...
now it’s like... to the store, we’re out rum
or, for what ever you want, when ever you want
everything for you, from me’s, urgent than a muthafucka
quoting movies, & splurging haikus cause i want to
perpetually, let you know, you’re especially, more than special to me
since i met you & me; it’s been like kids saying, “weeee...”
it’s always yes, to where to next
so, grab your coat & let’s flex, exceptionally
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