My Secret


You will be my secret

But I am for everyone to know 

And as much as you miss the way I smell

I will carry the scent of many rosesThe petals that I have plucked from their rose hips 

Pink vulvas I will introduce you to my lingham 

But you can’t blossom to any other noses 

Your honey on the tips of my finger reminds me of how much I’ve lingered away

So I shoot you an “I miss you text”

I have a fetish of keeping you a secret

Speaking from the perception of a narcissist


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Shan Bae

Shan is a poet, graphic designer, and natural jewelry designer. I am open to connect and network with people who are interested in working with me. I would love to collaborate with others on writing or guest blogging. You are always welcome to send me a love letter on my blog to reach me as well. Send inquiries to:

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