Sweet November

The shy girl in the bar

Or by a pathway

sitting by herself

That one that people ignore

I was allured to say ‘hello’

She mumbled and complained

About everything and anything

Although her innocence is like wine in my cup

Capable to see through her dull yet benevolent soul

I whispered a few nice words

Look at yourself through my eyes

You are so beautiful in your own right

The snowflakes that sprinkles as one embraces the lover

So let’s ignore December and her bravado

Between a ten and a twelve, odd to most

Host me

You and I like one plus one

insta – Kemet Omi

T- @princeofkemet



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