Six by six and some couplets

zoomorphic
everything about your breasts looked so ironic

enough
my hormones feel each time your fingers strum, it’s just a bluff.

subterranean
nothing about my tongue said love was Romanian

Jemimah
everything about your veins pumps the blood of Delilah

told
there’s a Nurse somewhere waiting for you to grow old.

you
I promise love to you, not fists that leave you blue.

Ruddapoet