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The Softness of A Shadows
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Ahh,The Softness Of Just Being

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Intellect have always been a friend, a sorceress of my mind                              
I would say I am a pretty great judgment of character and an extraordinaire when it comes to my soft sublime                              
Neven been on the scavenge to hunt, I am the beautiful sacred curiosity of the tease                              
I can make the tenderest love to your mind, poetically whisper in your ear, submerging it intellectually until you become the mingled words I taste on the tip of my tongue as my heart shall appease                              
Blend your universal aura, kiss the Hebrew stars found in your sacred soul and still leave your virility wanting, once my scent lingers in the air, after it dissipates, you will still be emotionally pleased                                                   
Ask them, they will tell you, and I tell no earthly lies                              
I am an Aquarian and, representing here today, me, myself, and the way I be spreading that free-flowing water, blessed over and given from the skies
Attempting to quench the unknow giving it to you straight and mentally live to your intellect so that great and divine energy always carry the word to give  the meaning, "As above, so below”                      
                                                        
Sacred footsteps in a gravitational pull will always be missed                            
Feening for me under the covers in the window of reminisce                              
Soaring Dove around Nirvana’s Rings, sailing on migrating air                              
And that’s in real time, not in the virtual world of illusions, in reality, I avoid any mental detrimental snares                  
Do you                  
Never played or will portray the jester or the fool                  
Submission to learn as the student by anyone else's rules, never, that concept does not resonate as my style, this here you read, is high-maintenance, truth-of-life high vibrations and even that's esoteric, soft, and it even sounds cool                                       
Freedom in the movement of my French dialect, Haitian culture beliefs, and my Creole hue, and, as always, it's my tender poetic vibe, mm... I wish you could feel it, I mean really feel, engulf the honey scent of it, come just a little closer where you can leap in the sea of my ecstasy vowels and the midnight desires of my moistened syllables
Written like gentle cosmic oracles    
                                
It’s cleansing to the temple, saturating to both hemispheres of the mind, mm... I am glad you like the pleasure               
In a world of sharing spiritually, mentally, emotionally, to make ones’ own decision, it’s my honor to be wise                       
All the way to the dusk of dark to the Creator’s golden sunrise                              
What... you think I’m going to sit back and wait for someone else to pat me on my back, not in my Hebrew-o-logy creed and I roam realms, it’s an ancestral present from the universe, I no longer manifest to my subconscious, to ask, are you sure this is of me, or in the ordainment of the whys                          
All I have been told is it's, something about after my birth, being blessed over, and held up unto Mother Nature, honoring my birthright and sanctioned back to the Heavenly skies                                             
 
Sensing in the equation to uphold the lineage of my hair, and womanhood, and to willingly embrace in life, rather rain or the clouds
We live in a time where I uphold my crown, and the last time I checked, I inherited, it, and no, it was not bestowed so, yes, I walk my own ancient ancestral journey, and that is the truth, inscribing to minds, my hallowed vow                         
The lineage scars, the wading in the water, following the Eastern Star, no worries, I am sure to see new lands, I carry their forgotten freedom smiles
The heart will always carry the words, no matter the distance, the lessons taught, no matter the miles                                           
An alluring persona needed in that poetic soothing mist                         
I am the sweetest omega and the sultry alpha on the soft breeze I always drift                                
Mm… close your eyes, inhale me, oh, come on and try it, you will feel my essence, and no one is around and who is going to say you even tried, now, close your eyes and exhale, be your own enthralling story you tell                              

Did you feel the tenderness of my peaceful soul                                
The touch of my hand as I gently console                              
Liberation is to have gently reached for the Moon to get to the Sun, I am the universe, they are both within me, my esoteric divine naturality can finally elevate even higher and reap from the divine Grail Cup my essence I sow, guided by that Heavenly Feng Shui                          
Giving it up, in the sway of my Creole hips, coveting my Sire's family jewels ...mm…  in the dip, as his hunger slips, while in me he parlays                                                
Why ever do you think I like the expressive word, “WOW"                       
That feeling you greeting when you are in the moment of, “NOW”                              
 
Would I be disrespectful if I said I was getting all wet, my thighs parting from writing this                              
Knowing mankind’s eyes would cruise over the temple of my mental bliss, showering the feeling you are experiencing now in the cosmic  
So, just flow with it, waiting for my next word to be read, a Queen is to make everyone feel love, because that’s all we have, that's all I give, and where it originates from, believe me it's all good and from above
Think about it, then there’s, hate, not in my vocabulary that good girl persona come with climactic perks, kissing society as an poetess with a tender kiss  
                                         
My caviar does not consist of hieroglyphics on the wall of what has sailed on the waters of time, left behind in the saturating confinements, not hell bent, I never walk backwards to catch up with time when my progress of self-motivation pushes me forward, in the end, it elevates me        
The care will always be in my need, the way you consume me when your philosophy breathes off my divine energy as you come deep into the communion of my sanctuary to be spiritual and intellectually fed off the greed                    
 
To promote you to better health, shh... you hear that                              
It’s my Heavenly Father, yes, I can now humbly tell you I move to my own sheet music. I would love to see you, my handsome Hebrew King, continue to prove it, as he eases deep inside that Eastcoast style non-compares once in the midst                              
It’s a caressing silken feeling to have the warmth of the sunshine’s and he has my trickling reigning gift                            
Silk or Satin sheets, I am carnal pleasure under both as you wish 
Those deep fantasies, I do have handcuffs, I will be the Sensual Creole Goddess, what, I am just keeping it real, my name is inscribed upon your bucket and wish list                                                           
You will be surprised of how many people in life are walking around with no purpose, I suggest you find one, I am usually, sitting behind, my desk, listing to your challenging mangled thoughts                             
But today, they had a sale at Nordstrom, and Gucci and as you can see, I sought  and bought                            

Take care of your beautiful evolving mind
Incorporate some positiveness on everyone's time                              
My Vera Wang stilettoes stand on earthly foundation upon each step I take, the plans I make   
An elevated IQ, at times, yet, I give it a little obscured Luna, which has surpassed the parchments indoctrinated by the rites of the 33rd degree if you can relate                              
Humanity knows where they can find me, yes, way beyond the stars                              
If you look up, I am in the sky as a flowing water bearer, East of Venus, and resting under Jupiter being made love to on Mars 

                     
                             

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Kemymalia (K.)™                         

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