(first poem in my first poetic compilation–Sweet and Sour Leaves) I kept me for you— Pure—beautiful—wholesome!—untainted with stinky-sticky stains. I kept myself for you— Upright—focused—successful—damsel dangerously in love with her duke— Not so much you, Man But, rather, the thought of you which— prior to your prancing into my heart, And cardiac arresting my soul—I so […]