The sensation that I feel

Makes me think that time is unreal

This massive fire

There was no drill

Allowed myself time to rejuvenate

& To ultimately heal

My body is his temple

It constantly drives him mental

Breaking our connection is not that simple

The milk to nourish his body

Attached – mouth to nipple

So on the shore we watch the ripple

Our destiny no one can cripple

Beloved popped my bubble

An ugly pimple

But my ego was making me sick

To elevate

I had to drop the bricks

Quiet on set

Iโ€™m the producer

I wrote the script

Heโ€™s a pawn in my game

Attached at the hip

By Orisha Sevyn

Divine Spirit | Mother | BS | MBA HR + PA | Spiritual Leader | Greetings! I am here to speak my truth & resonate w/ those who need a little Moore guidance. ๐Ÿฆ‹โœจ

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