Lemonade, as Sestina

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Amber Flame - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

Lemonade, as Sestina

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Got hot sauce in my bag, swag - And a brick in my pocket And a snarl on my lips And a ring still on my finger And I'm too good to be true And I'm too good for you. All I've ever wanted was you: My cocky fresh and my swag Your light on my shine should've been true But you carried secrets in your pockets. Brushed my things with a dirty finger Made empty the shell of my lips. Someone else's mouth kisses these lips. I show nothing now but ugly to you We must be more than failure and pointing finger A frail veneer pride won't let crack, swag Readied smiles in still-dirty pocket: Bitterness or joy, both endings are true. Love is laced always with compromise. It's true Betrayal longs to forget the taste of my lips Should and should not crammed in my pocket. You remind me again of why I chose you: Instinctive in your hips is an easy swag- Er; a familiar pattern made with your finger Bringing me to sudden flush. Finger Me as possessive, it's true There is a rolling gait when we fuck, swag; I want this. To devour the ripe fruit of my lips Again /always/still, I will carry you R chain & Roc necklace in my pocket A spell of new promises, clean pocket Fresh ring on my finger I've only been this kind of fool for you. I let you come back easy, it's true, Now I'm a professional at reading your lips You stay humble: a stutter, your new swag. Finger a faded picture of you I want to be true, An idea I hope to find on your lips. In my pocket is my swag.

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  • Amber Flame