Simple thoughts start crossing my mind.
Thoughts really simple, no pretensions,
No abstractions and no twists of truth.
And I got carried away.
There she was, clad moon-white,
Like the thoughts I just had,
No pretensions and no worry,
Unblocking all the way.
Then came the truth,
Shockingly uncouth.
Simple and profound,
Like a mellow sound.
The sweetest kiss ever,
That no brute can sever.
Acknowledgements:- This poem is inspired by "Shawty's like a melody".
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