(June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

Let Her Be A Fake

I know that her hair is a wig;
I know that her smile is a fake one;
I know that she is in make up
Yet I get aroused by her.
She pretends love
That I know and that still lures me.
Be she a whore,
I will not care
If she meets my lust.

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I like this one; very unique. Pretty humorous at first. Good Job. : : Vanessa: :