Black Poetry : More Then Flowerz

Nevar............
I am that i am , what i am to be !
i am a treat surely i won't try to
trick but give this love unconditionally
but i wanna see dem panties fall
at the tone my love's beckon call.

Cursed heart..........
ya da essence to my soul
da passion my heart mold
musical strings a harp
it's my love at start
to weave and mend da broken
comfort and kiss da pain
as my unconditional love
pour deep like rain
tenderly , strong yet gentle
in my wraps these arms hold
cover u from past memories
to a new whole as i console
forth i shall release as u sleep
dream of me as i sweep deep
if u feel moist it was by choice
from the night vision & my voice
allow me beloveth.
 
You flucking with me
You studied my poetry
and took the lines and threw' em back at me
Warned me of your hidden fantasies
On your dying knees
you reversed time to spend the rest of your life with me
cut veins to give back the blood that others have drained from me
Took the smoke from my sillohoute and tamed my femininity
laid your head on my waist to taste the sweeter side me
urehearsed ,cursed by this trans like chemistry
You hold me deep
mold me free from negativty
expose my soul
broadcast that I'm the only one that makes you feel complete
 

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