Challis full and ready to be lifted up high.

Tree branches wrapping around the stem with intent to crucify.

Wrapping its strong offshoots and opening the gates with all it’s might.

Swaying rhythmically to the music of that night.

10 digits gripping the double facing sevens.

Pushing zero down into taste the honeypot.

Tongue tied into a cat’s paw knot.

Venturing deep into the whimsical forest.

Getting lost playing the drums and reemerging the prettiest.

Face covered in the silk of caramel peach.

Great satisfaction had in being blessed and feeling rich.

Poem by me @sugaroc
Drawing by @immattc_art


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