SHESPELLS

She's a wombman

An untired human motherer

Under her wrapper lives a generation of voices

noising of strength and contracting for victory

Yes she is a fate witch

For from the staff of her breastrcraft nobles are raised

Let the world kiss the magic of her good

Until we cease to take for granted that she spells

Young or old this specie is pretty

A firework that blows the mind to stare at attention

Indeed love is a parade

For time after time is my heart commanded to march for my feelings

Who would ever war against his own reasoning?

Truly she spells 

Because what kind of creature would rub my head until my future is robbed

Now I see why my brother Sampson did traded his secret

Come let's play in the wind flapping our wings 

I pray I don't fall off this sky flying for love

And even if I die

Cremate my body and let your beauty glow for my ashes

I am not leaving you to be, however the bashes

You're my sunshine

For whether a wife or a knife the choice lies with the beholder. 

Written by;

Joy Ekpo @ JoyGold Inspirations......