What a lovely pair,

Abundance we share,

Victory I declare,

As we lay up like love birds;

Enjoying his fingers in my hair.

I mean, I love his glare,

The side eye, his look, he could stare.

I wouldn’t care,

My heart he came to repair,

In the past things weren’t fair,

But like the tortoise & hare.

The race, we continue to run,

Past the storm & it wasn’t fun,

Doing things that cannot be undone,

Been waiting for our moment,

This is the one!

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. 🦋✨

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