resemble traces left behind sails
as ancestors were taken from home
jumbled words whispered
onto the small of your back
contortions and silent screams
spines stiffen and collapse
confusion sets in
as four lips part and
request me
and demand me
we live on adjectives
like poets who arent about shit
ive tasted every line and memorized
and refused to spit you out
i call you my stage fright
*subtitled*(you betta get on up in that shower first)
damn this is dope!! Depth is the word when the feelin is compared underneath it all,...!! nice!
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