dis tew much (a poem about love)

Dis tew much?

Do me a favor and love me unconditionally.

Is respect too much to ask for?

Don’t take me as a joke.

Is the idea of you and I together forever too far fetched?

Jumping the broom is laughable…right?

Maybe dreams are for kids.

Silly.

Will you love me as hard as you make love to me?

Will you stop beating around the bush?

Is it too much to ask for a direct answer?

I don’t feel like dancing.

Where is the finish line?

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