Brandy puzzles me with conflicting signals,
signaling the stranger shivering in my head exists
before she exits through the front door.
I furnish Brandy’s alluring requests upon her demand.
She is an addict, consuming what I never said
and making it sweet instead.
And both of us are high on our own supply
that we supply each other until we meet again.
Like a woman of the night, she arranges spots to meet
to avoid brewing rumors getting to our other lovers.
All the while, we release our inhibition
and bathe in each other’s authentic seduction.

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