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Musk
baby i want you to wear my love
like a warm electric blanket draped over your aura
highlighting your essence with my smooth dominance
slow stroking your sub-conscious
evening out your throbbing curvature
one evening at a time
moonstruck by my thickness
like wafting memorabilia...a feint hint
fingering you in inappropriate public spaces
your dark opiate...a distant voice
gettin up close and personal behind the closed doors
of your secretive mind...
eyes wide shut...star struck while you order
your Starbucks...double on the latte
remembering how i ordered you around
go faster...slow down...now turn that azz back over
feel my Raven take you to Valhalla
on an ordinary Wednesday...transcendent sex...
tantric...um so luvin your antics...
thrust by thrust...by thrust...
like spiritual acupuncture...spinal tapping your chakras
exhuming your sex Goddess...mmm...my goodness...
eye channel my fav Entity...
collapse your oceanic realm over my helm
heavy is the head...crowned...drowned in your mystique
tranquil...turbulent...urgent as fuck
yeahhh...it's been a long time comin...hold me tight
as i fold your reality...with the musk of my love
and leave you with a souvenir gifted from the rings of my soul
for you to wear as you go about your day to day
like a warm electric blanket draped over your aura
highlighting your essence with my smooth dominance
slow stroking your sub-conscious
evening out your throbbing curvature
one evening at a time
moonstruck by my thickness
like wafting memorabilia...a feint hint
fingering you in inappropriate public spaces
your dark opiate...a distant voice
gettin up close and personal behind the closed doors
of your secretive mind...
eyes wide shut...star struck while you order
your Starbucks...double on the latte
remembering how i ordered you around
go faster...slow down...now turn that azz back over
feel my Raven take you to Valhalla
on an ordinary Wednesday...transcendent sex...
tantric...um so luvin your antics...
thrust by thrust...by thrust...
like spiritual acupuncture...spinal tapping your chakras
exhuming your sex Goddess...mmm...my goodness...
eye channel my fav Entity...
collapse your oceanic realm over my helm
heavy is the head...crowned...drowned in your mystique
tranquil...turbulent...urgent as fuck
yeahhh...it's been a long time comin...hold me tight
as i fold your reality...with the musk of my love
and leave you with a souvenir gifted from the rings of my soul
for you to wear as you go about your day to day
Published 8th Nov 2024
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8th Nov 2024 11:04am
Smooth poem Naajir. This part stood out to me: "collapse your oceanic realm over my helm
heavy is the head...crowned...drowned in your mystique"
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heavy is the head...crowned...drowned in your mystique"
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8th Nov 2024 1:51pm
9th Nov 2024 11:40am
"like spiritual acupuncture...spinal tapping your chakras" > the wording of this, wow.
Stellar piece, Naajir, the woman who gets to steel your heart is one helluva lucky woman.
Stellar piece, Naajir, the woman who gets to steel your heart is one helluva lucky woman.
