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An uncontrollable hold (Carly Simon’s “You Belong To Me” playing in the background)…

I have already apologized for my unkindness towards her.
She knows that I am sincere.

However, I would like to make it crystal that she has no reign here. We have been US longer than the man in the moon.

A VOW.

She would have to kill me first.
Let her try. I am ready.

Equipped.

I can handle what comes my way. Who else is going to move in, groove the edges of your lips with a sweet tongue, and shimmy into the depths of your hold without missing a beat?

I have led you places you only dreamed you could go.

No one else can do what I do. And, I know it is not you. You are luring.

Magical. Magnetic. Monumental.

I do not blame her. It is how you caught me. I searched for you. Found you. Got attached. Aura on fire. Soul all aglow.

We are new again. This will not stir our pots. The steam is a thick one, but fog is not unfamiliar. She did not know we were US. Now, she does.

She better remember.

Author’s Note: It has been an incredible couple of weeks on Medium and I say this because, Georgia-lorene McEbong, Ernio Hernandez, Oliver Shiny, Tessa, and John Horan are stirring some pots of their own. Each writer great with amazing things to say. Peace~

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