See, I been speaking with my divine feminine friend,
and she's pushing my limits again...
Frequently sublime listening to her mind...
I find her so interested and what she has to say...
With this and that,
the writing is permanent on her heart,
its tit for tat, actually it's a fact...
Allow these words to rub
your back, mama...
and forth, magically...
I'm way more inclined
to have amazing, blind conversations
like Ray Charles did with she...
I wanna create safe havens,
where you saying shit like, 'Narly!'
And you plays some Narls Barkley!
It's time to recline with this woman,
she's showing me the king that I am!
Giving me a stare that care
that and means something...
Her presence is the opposite of mean mugging...
I think she sees the soul inside me,
hugging me for nothing...
Even her ma' knows the hype,
lit through those magnifying lenses of eyes
and in broad daylight...
The sun shines on her skin and lips,
magnificent it stays tight...
But all you know is shade, right?
They saying 'what happens here stays in Vegas,'
The nerve, vagus, right?
For sure, we live in an outrageous life!
Yet you stay courageous and pure...
That's why I'd rather be building
and healing with her...
You, that's for sure...
No, not speaking like a weirdo in your earlobe,
but clearly I'm so sincere though!
She said, "Now you're giviiiiiing, game!"
And I think, I'm a' keep fixing' to burn this sage...
As I'm sitting Indian style on a ledge
No wait, criss cross, applesauce...with my legs!
Ain't that what they taught us back in the day?
Allow me to cook up something...
Naked underneath an apron!
Baked in the kitchen,
Prawns, is what you make us!?
I don't even eat crepes, Ma'...
Nor do I listen, 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!
Put that all in position
As if I don't know
you hurt men, with those hips...
The antidote to poison,
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...
I hope you know 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, Lone Pine...
Ya got me feeling Marty Mcfly,
but life is over in a blink...
All or nothing...
Go...don't think twice or getting twisted!
Pockets on rockets for that Pink!
You can tell me Victoria's Secrets...
"Please, do your thing!
Honey!
I believe in you, always!"
Just 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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