I Slay

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I slay all day
In and on purpose
Working the edges of creation
Each drop, every bite
Sweet succulent joy, I lick from your lips
Ma’s arms so soft and wide
So sensual and strong
Her song plays in the wind, ripples on the water
Each drop burnt to flame, the mistress of alchemy aching to be seen
Feel her
Be hers
Whisper it so … she lives in your sound.

Inspired by Beyonce & Umaa.

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Lalita Diaz

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