never made the slightest mention of feeling flushed
didn't even contort my face to feign a blush
got my man mixed in the page which is usually ignored
by frustrated admirers who cop out by calling me a whore
who rather than to ask questions that will give them understanding
would rather seek weakness in me for a spot to stand in
viewing my expressions as sensually stimulating
assuming that their presence will rush me out of waiting
when i am stalling for a different key
this creativity will set me free
you see my frustrations and call it lust
it's more like i painted nice pictures to be discussed
for their intimacy and innocence and sheer beauty
to look for more is not my duty
my real soft spot is widening my purse
from these painful experiences compound and diverse
i have some things on my mind that don't involve sharing
any deeper than experience takes me i'm swearing
as i said before and say again i am here to share my mind
even though most of the time
it's completely overlooked
since these photos really cook
their own set of questions
about a separate set of life lessons
learned, implemented and yet unchangeable
in this life or the next and that is not rearrangable
i am operating at another level
so the package you think you see unraveled
is more tightly wrapped and compressed
than any closed mind could ever guess
when you feel like approaching humane relations in a manner more direct
and i believe you are truly coming correct
shall we begin to chat once more
but until that time, i must decline your notes cuz you called me a HOE