This poem had SO much potential...alas it didn't go past this...but here's a teaser for my Stans. enjoy!
cumulus clouds...or grey skies
i could insert my inner wisdom into the spectrum of your prism and become your prisoner...
i have enveloped you in dreams...tasted the nectar of Yemaya and can't bear lavishing in a non-goddess' presence...
i evisioned circular motions through oceans with 4 corner walls bursting with flavor and the drip of said drops on my eyelids...
sliding toward the corners of my mouth...splashing toward my tongue...i inhale with my lips...and get drunk off of the vocal spasms of your pleasure...
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