QED

poesy

caffeinated heaven

To flirt, or not to flirt, is the question.

She sits across from me,

wearing a top that exposes

snippets of flesh accordingly.

I did not partake of anything,

but smiled instead.

Because being a gentleman,

I’d rather brush off such

feelings and kick them aside

to enjoy the real fruits of

nature beside me in a form

less tainted by the rain of

vicious thoughts…

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