Read Poem: What causes you pain but brings the greatest pleasure?, by Aysha Harris

I keep falling for these false allegations. Mistaking fucking for love making. God told me this is what I get for my impatience, for looking for love in these late night cravings. So he introduced me to my Saten. I should’ve known but how could I? When everything I hoped and prayed in, he came in. He was smooth like pavement. And boy he was my worst nightmare and greatest pleasure in the making. Thought no one would get passed my caged heart but he slipped in. I won’t forget how he did it, asking all these deep explicit questions trying to unleash my inner demons. He knew my biggest fears and deepest secrets. We talked about our exes and quite the messes they made. Told him how my ex gave others a home where I was suppose to lay. And he was heated saying how he couldn’t believe it…