Before you give my love away…

I want to rest my bones in the marrow of where you lay.

See I believe that if I can sleep in a place so deep inside of you, Queen…

I may be able to parlay, a bid in what every man dreams of… a bed of peace.

See if heaven on earth is the woman, then some of us deserve hell.

Because we will constantly tear her down, until she is just a mere reflection of herself.

With all of our euphemisms, for her pussy; I can definitely get behind Shell.

It’s almost like we misplaced the “s" in hells.

With each word uttered, causes her heart to sputter, and with each touch of a hand, her crown begins to bend.

But this is a poem about love…

I don’t want to confuse the lovers.

See I still want to be near her in between the covers.

But there is so much more in her than my bed warmer;

I can’t wait to see you grow into the most beautiful of flowers.

I just love the fact that I can make you the most precious of things… a Mother.

That’s why I wish to be in your marrow, so that my eyes can remain on that sparrow.

Because He watches over me…

And because of that Love, how, can I not want to share this,right?

I mean, God! Is the ultimate High.

And heaven is just a place on earth.

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