A Holy Illusion
As Adam’s gift emit into her statuary,
The echo in her spine, screamed and cracked because of the screw
Her Ebonics layer was smooth and soft
As her mouth thirst for a missile
As the as massacre descended into caressing
Caressing into the unknown
Tongues webbed and waxed in emotions
Emotions mixed with commotion
A departure from ocean’s commotion
As the couch shook as an earthquake
A lightning strike through her breasts
As Moses rod divided the red sea
As we both pass through the swelling sea
Tears oozed from her eyes
Smiling all the way, as the ride and the pipe intersecting
Slide show covers the dark
Then a knock knocked down the atmosphere
It was a friend
I stood from her sanctuary
Coming back to chase my illusion,
She was gone…
awoh awoh
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