See I been speaking with my
divine feminine friend,
and she's pushing my limits again...
Frequently sublime
listening to her mind...
as if she's interested
on what I have to say...
With this and that,
the writing is permanent on her heart,
tit for tat, actually...
Allow these words to rub
your back...and forth,
magically...
I'm way more inclined
to have amazing,
blind conversations
like Ray Charles did...
I wanna create safe havens,
where she's saying shit like, narly!
And put on some Narls Barkley!
It's time to recline
with this woman,
she's showing me
the king that I am!
And that means something...
Her presence is giving me
non-controlling vibes y'all...
seeing through the friendship
As she expresses
kind mentionings,
I think she sees the soul inside...
Even her ma' knows the hype,
lit through magnifying lenses
and in broad daylight...
The sun shines on her skin,
it stays tight...
But all you know is shade, right?
Glistening, by the pool, swimming
with those sexy toes in slides...
I suppose
the sight will finish
a man's might!
In Vegas,
the nerve, vagus...
for sure
she's outrageously
courageous and
pure...
That's why
I'd rather be building
and healing with her...
that's for sure...
No, not speaking like a weirdo
in her earlobe,
but clearly
I'm sincere though!
Now, she said,
"You're giviiiiiing, game!"
And I think
I'm fixing
to get behind this
fine vixen
as she says,
"you keep burning that sage..."
I'm sitting
Indian style
No wait,
criss cross
applesauce...
with my legs!
Ain't that what they taught us
back in the day,
my prit-teh (pretty)?
Now, am I twisting
up
a fatty
or
a skinny?
Let D J spin Biggie...
Naked underneath an apron!
Baked in the kitchen,
Prawns are what she made us!
I don't even eat crepes, Ma'...
but I'll break fast
for anything you make...Yum!
Thinking 'bout how I'm winning
no stress, and I don't wanna flirt
with death in a skirt,
unless it's on purpose!
As if I don't know
she hurts men, with those hips...
ah' twerking...
With all that ass in face,
even a donkey can't
pull all that weight...
That's a snake
in a garden
an apple was ate...
Guess she was starving...
This evening
In Eden...
This is the Eve that...
Cain was able
to be available
for the blood bath, bleeding
period...
devilish foolery,
a myriad,
of confusing food to eat...
I mean plenty...
Courts for grooming...
Too many...
And you ain't
a bro to me,
I hope you know
what you doing to me...
You seem different...
You're way beyond
cool, to me...
I'd love to know know who you,
actually, be!
Usually,
I'd rule as King...
But you do something to me...
My mama taught me
about
the birds and the bees...
But you
got me buzzing
for a true Queen!
Back to the Future
Ya got me feeling Marty Mcfly,
but life is over in a blink...
Go...don't think twice!
On the some Pink!
You can tell me
Victoria's Secrets, right?
"Please, do your thing!
Honey!
Believe in you, always!"
And love me throughout all the hard days...
upon you I shall be calling...
...
May countless Feathers Lift You,
always!
About the Creator
El Poet
Subscribe, so I can provide something magical while striving to be autobiographical. For the life of me I shall not take a sabbatical. I'll keep writing these apical poems, as longs as it's fashionable to my passionate flow. Let's go!



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