May 2023
She is my comfort in my storm,
The breath in my lungs
The soul in every poem that I write
When her hands are on my body
And her lips are on my neck
Her name is the prayer on my tongue
The breath in my lungs
The soul in every poem that I write
When her hands are on my body
And her lips are on my neck
Her name is the prayer on my tongue
I never believed in religion until she had me on my knees for her
