If I look Mad, It's Cuz...

If I Look Mad, It’s Cuz...


I wish you wouldn’t wear that.
Attracting young kittens,
and old cougar cats.
When I see you in those
shorts and forces,
My body is your temple,
and for you, I’m torching.
The burns you leave,
are there for days,
hot, scorching.
Amazed these days,
on how I found my fortune.
Our first lil date,
t-shirt, long shorts, and
ever since that day,
I try and keep my focus.
Keep it tight for my babe,
fresher den spring blossoms
on locusts.
I try hard to keep my love
on the low cuz,
Inside I’m obsessed
with how you are my chauffeur,
drive my body
round n’ round in circles,
and when we part
I’m mad because it hurts us.
~Mia "Flying Peacock" Jackson