We pray & do yoga
We smoke and we vibe
I'm loving her body
The way she feels against mine
The way that she talks
Stimulating my mind
I'm loving this feeling
I want all of her time
Maybe arthritis
Could infect the arms of time
I want death to take its time
She makes me feel so alive
She's my muse
My infatuation
Gods most perfect creation
Like it was his invitation
For an eternal vacation
Inside of her heart
Wrapped around her thighs
As she looks me in my eyes
Peeking inside of my mind
Tasting the poetry on my tongue
Breathing life into my lungs.
Pumping love in my heartbeat
From the air she breathes I get sprung
Gracefully into her I plunge
Through the gates of heaven
She feels like an earthly death
Yet so heavenly alive.
-@vonmaestro
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For The Women Of My Generation.
PoetryThese poems are for the brave beautiful women of my generation, that are thriving to hold on to their character admits the degrading of their worth in today's society.
