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HEH (Pronounced HE)

HEH Pronounced HE Created in the image of the gods He walks with holy feet His arms be my shelter Our minds were made to meet He holds the elements of the universe Fire, Water, Earth & Air This most exquisite specimen Father to the godchild His children I was made to bear Not held back by the physical Yet, metaphysical, cosmos Of the heavens That be his birth place He is the cipher Of completeness We be the aunkh of life Forever continual with no ending He is magical, mystical, mysterious, majestic And His body OOOOh his body Made of fine chocolate porcelain From the ripples in his upper body To the curves in his lower chest The formation of his penis Was made to fit The secrets that he holds Melanin – the blackness within HEH is man He was made to walk with the gods And I I was made for him Yes I AM I be woman Created from his rib To walk by his side As his mate His companion His gift A compliment to his being My crea

360

He walked by….. I stopped…. Did a 360….. Thought ..Damn! This man is hot I don’t know if it was the pheromones Or my hormones But its got me Trippin over my own thoughts I stood there for a minute Thinking how I’d like to let him in it He turned back… Did a 360….. Saw me standing there Shit!….I froze I don’t know what to do Thought about giving him the digits And I wanted to kiss him too! He walked closer I started to sweat Felt the commotion going on in my underpants Then I saw his smile The gleaming in his eyes It was like this man was sending Sound waves of shock up my thighs My stomach did summersalts My heart raced a bit My body started to tremble Damn! Was he the shit! He held out his hand To offer his greeting I tried to return the move But I couldn’t… I lost my grove Hello… he smiled again I felt like I was caught up in a whirlwind Hello….I replied Not knowing what else to do I tried to play it off Didn’t want to l

KIIING

Your words are like fire to my soul Burning the very being inside The mystic cipher of completeness I can’t hide The scribe of the gods Of wisdom, experience, and life Until you answer this quest Nothing will suffice Meet me on the mountain top For you my wings will soar Journey this distance with me And touch my soul forever more Walk in your royal inheritance For only you can do Vibe the waves of the universe Recite me a haiku Incite me with your pen Entice me with your ink Co-write me with me infusion Not disillusioned by your strength Rather engaged by your truth You are my scribe Kiiing Let me be the Queeen The paper, the source for your ink.