As my sweet lips spill I can think of some quick s**t spit some slick s**t
Speaking volumes stretching silent breath fill you up with words
Creating symmetrical breaks and grooves too exquisite to lose
Creating these sensations spiraling deep inside of me muse inspired poetic thrusts
((((Damn baby I hit your spot))))
Creating climax-tive images cross the space between meter and rhyme physically dropping insane rhythmic grinds
Stimulating verbs tongue-gasmic serves by strange borne some spirits manifest knowledge being born
Haters scorn words spoken thoughts provoked by petty views misconstrued by uninspired views
Excuse me hater but your point of view isn't valid
I transform words into lyrical art
Pen gyrating
I watch its glistening girth grasping greatness
Got you Intoxicated off my genius
You'll taste what I'm thinkin ink spilled from my Honey-coated inner peace my Lyrical Oasis listen to my words while I play each metaphor to strum you into an orgasmic audio
Blossoming into perfect verses I need you to float on waves of exquisite delirium
With the exception of the first stanza this is really clever poetry. You've combined two elements to produce an interesting poem that hooks the reader and keeps them there till the end. The references stand out with a sensual side we can all understand. Nicely done.
@Yaritza Garcia that line was a metaphor it had a deeper meaning ... that words have a way of touching your heart penetrating your very core. Thanks for reading and reviewing
Good words and flow of poem make it a pleasure to read. You brought me in with strong statements and the I like the end results.
"Blossoming into perfect verses
I need you to float on waves
of exquisite delirium "
Thank you for the excellent poem.
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