Cupid's Voice Pt.5

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By Arcassin Burnham     ..So the next morning comes , as the dawn of light shines bright, in his room windows as it gazes waking from his nightmare mazes, he remembers its a Saturday and totally forgets to play call of duty with his friend, a sleepover they planned since the very end,
of February which was 5 days ago, in a weakened state of mind he can't let his parents know, so he, gets up, put on a new set of clothes , and heads up out his window, carrying a backpack thinking about Felicia and her curves, thinking its more than what he deserves, walking down the back alleys trying to get there,
As he reaches his friends house, looks inside his bedroom window with his tippy-toe feet,
they were bare,
friend looks through the window and let him in,
out of breath he didn't know where to begin,
didn't know weather to talk about her or school or the fact that they didn't study for the test again,
so he said "hey buddy , hows the day treating ya?",
he replied "you're late",
he said " i was gonna get here but you live too far away ..so thats not on me",
he inhaled and exhaled so deeply,
his friend said " i think one of Felicia's friends said they're gonna throw a party on Sunday, man you should come!"
he said " i don't know , won't there be alcohol there?',
then he replied "i don't know but i want some".....
  • Author: Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 13th, 2017 11:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: ©abpoetry2017 https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/12/cupids-voice-pt5.html
  • Category: Letter
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