september twentieth, 2007
by Ava Blui will not be pressured
into doing something i am not able to do yet,
and i will not allow your force to stop my
thinking.
i may not be made like the other women
who would drop everything to be by you;
but their slight touch, slight nod of head
will never fucking equal the first time our lips would graze.
go on, put all your bets on a new place;
what will you do
when nothing can replace my face?
09/20/2007