She swayed like waves. My hands caresses slowly her spine. Her curves my fingertips couldn't forget even if it was for days. She was like this queen. And I was feenin thighs kisses. Yes but they were honey sweet. She squirms and the butterflies and fireflies become her army to know my touch run deeper than a fever. Suddenly about me unable to breathe. Like breath didn't exist. Cuz she already oxygen. She provocatively composing my peripheral view. To create such beauty of a canvas. Is she warmth to me? Yet she belongs with the sun. That grind. That jiggle. Music like poetry every time. Strokes that snatched my heart a thousand times. To comprehend love is blind. But a goddess is she. The way she becomes my essence of everything. Just to make fall this heart of mine. To know she's that OG fine. And I go delirious about my hands cradle close heaven in these hands of mine. Cuz you are Devine. Just to know the flavor and taste. My pen is my weapon. But my shaft is the method of Love. That has my words like magic stuck like glue to her brain and yes I do this everyday cause she needs to be mine. The way she is the constant in the dream idea of a subconscious as if like mines