Absentia

You do not see the woman I am, but the woman they have sold you. When you see me behind a bar serving these drinks, you never would think that I have a little one at home waiting for his mommy to return. You see me accompanied by many men, all filled with smiles & laughter but all that is pretend. There is only one man who can genuinely make me smile & you can barely call him that... When you see me in these red pumps dancing on stage, you would never think that I do it all for him. You see my images to many of you think I may be a sex kitten, but to him I am his mommy. Many of you may call me a party animal, but do you know this is what going to build his future... The following poem is a depection of my life as is, my life as you see it. As well as the woman I am & you have created...enjoy, xoxo.

"Absentia"

My name is absentia

But I am not absent

However no one see's me

But I am everything

But to you all I am nothing

This is my disturbia

A nothing woman

She lurks each night

Seeking her victims of choice

Shell make youre man hers

Entincing his wandering eye

She is a polluted vision of beauty

And if your man wanders

Shell make him her slave

My name is absentia

But I am not absent

However no one see's me

But I am everything

But to you all I am nothing

This is my disturbia

A nothing woman

Exploited for his lustful craze

A pure gain of pleasure

Satisfying his perverted dreams

She lives in the shadows

She is a mistress to many

She's been made to be his adventure

His peacock among a flock of pigeon's

He craves her exoticness

But sleeping on her would be his fatal flaw

My name is absentia

But I am not absent

However no one see's me

But I am everything

But to you all I am nothing

This is my disturbia

A nothing woman

 My name is Absentia, But I am definitely not absent!

                                                                 -Butterflyy Love

Shot By : Danny De La Cruz

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