She Grips Me

A Poem

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YOUR TOUCH-BLISS, Dear Asha,
Wakes me up, smooths my rocky soul.
Any time of the day you can take me
And I won’t say no; all I have to do is
Take a toothbrush and your love will
Tower over me. My heart is a measly
Thing and you’re amazing. I’m feeble.
Love her. Want to be with her. But
I feel useless, choked up and way ahead
Of myself. She grips me after dinner at
The club. Makes me feel like a man should feel.