5 Senses

Have you ever heard of men's differnt smells?

Some got Degree

Some got Old Spice 

But I've got secrets.

The day your sweat aroused my hand, I felt a certain stench around you.

But you gained obession, compulsion, around my waist.

My skin didn't lie with his intensity under beneath.

My value was determined 

I was feeling secured 

Now my mind's racing of adreline.

You marked your territory on my behalf

But, your sexual tensions breaks my hand.

These feelings that hold me will not show my true self

But, your demons cannot influence 

Because I share my own wealth.

And you too my Aunt shall

Not show me wrong

For there I am whole to be on my own.

His toungue reeks of innocence 

Coming to the lost caves of my life.

I will resisit your urge to identify your place 

For I am a goddess that will not identify the culture of rape. 

Because these are the 5 senses you showed me were wrong,

For I am a women who is insenseless.