1:23 AM

The feeling of liberation,

Ignites my internal sensation,

To vocalize my dedication,

To my favorite temptation.

Baby have I been patient?

I’m asking & not debating,

Look what we’re creating,

Dancing in the dark, swaying,

I’m tryna be forreal, you’re just playing.

I’m just saying;

Of me, don’t be afraid.

Gently on my lap he laid,

Love in the air we sprayed,

For better days I prayed.

I can feel the wind blowing in,

Resisting feeding my sins,

Hermit mode, going within,

Are we true lovers or just friends?

But I swear, we could be so mature,

Confident in my ability, I’m sure,

Love Jones, the heart is pure,

You claim I’m sick & you’re the cure.

But at this time, the sand has passed,

Through the hour glass,

I can no longer last,

It was fun, I had a blast,

But this is the type of experience,

I’m leaving in the past.

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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