to her thighs....
my taste buds
so eager to say hi,
if I was asked to describe
I'd say just look
outside,   Around the
time... when the moon
was destined to hide and
air conditioners kidnapped
the space windows and their
sills used to collide

While i strive, tongue
kicks a lure for her
sweet surprise.... That
collapse in time mimics
the anticipation of a
hydrant's refreshing
jolt when it's hot outside

her satisfactions
introduction feeds me
the thrill of that last
day of school during
dismissal time, freedom
for what seems like forever
it's two month limit always
fled past your mind

When she divides
and reveals the treasures
her structure was built
to hide... My taste buds
reunite with the flavors
of summertime

taste like summertime

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She's beautiful,
a **** the average eye
is trained not to see...
the world blind to her
means that vision blurred
by the portrayal of ****
lent by society  

her soft outer shell
encouragement for
what they want you
to see, once they arrested
the worlds attention "she"
grew interest in what grants
popularity


Altered memories, no
registry of her gift to
conceive... Her worth
shaved down to how
well her legs accept the
hug of her jeans....  or if
she influenced his thoughts
of sharing scenes that were
opposite clean, her purpose
thrown so far from her god
handed genes of a queen

Kissed by society
some of you women
surrender to what
the world tells you
to be...  How dare
you  forfeit your worth
when our creator believed
in "you"  and not in "me"
  
Kissed by society

© 2014 viewtifulink