Love Poem: Bottle Me
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Written by: Shahana Jackson

Bottle Me

Bottle me in a fragrance
  Use me up to the last drop
  rubbed me all over your body
  than I hope that the flesh rots
  cause the way left me 
  sitting here wondering 
  while you were out with her
   i'm a bottle type of gal
   I guess that's what you thought
    that if you put me on a shelf
      i'd still be there 
       to use when the 
         nite was done
         But you couldn't bottle me
         not for any amount of money
          you couldn't keep me here
          I refuse to be the other woman
          I am not trapped in this
                     situation 
              I am not reusable
              I am not just a tingly sensation
                 I am not your gift
             you don't deserve me
               I am not some cheap
                   fragrance 
                A play thing
               before she returns
                I am not your bottle
                  I am not your refreshment
                     before the meal
                      call your wife for that
                       you can't bottle me
                        and all my pride
                         I am the best damn thing
                           tell her to return the ring 
                            If you need a fling 
                              just know it won't be me