A very popular section, I was always surprised to see the response I got from so many readers, curious peekers, fans or random viewers to my …..ugh this word is rather pretentious…poetry
I have always been very talented writer and I decided to add this section on again not to be a show off, not to prove how profound i am or to even make any statement at all pertaining to some idea of ” hookers have hearts too…wahhh” lol.
i have a fan base on other forums. You may like my stuff. and finally…for selfish reasons. its my fucking site. so i will air out what i want how i want when i want. so there..lol
I.
Prayer for Magdalene(woven with the spirit)
From the hands
Ungripped stones
Earth pulling back
The rocks back to home
The aroma
Of his stench
The woman
Being stoned….
I asked God once
I do not know your will for me
But I go on such as I go on and do going and doing
Painted red
Every door I walk into
Oozing sex from my pores
My spores saying thank you
The more I give
The more i step away
I.confess
The more I.give
I.step away
Or
Maybe they step away…
Praised for face and for grace and four beauties
I’m a lady who shares herself my duties
Include rolling in the hay
Hey hey baby
Strolling AND striking stolen moments I’m hiking up skirts
And skirting issues rarely hurting
And I.do not know your will for me
But I.go on so eagerly
I.pray and I celebrate the light seeing colors
And feeling the sight of the mighty irony
The joke is on me
I live opposites
Only way to be
Once a Tori girl
Yet mommy is playboy
(If this makes any sense than you’re
Lying. )
