This one is not as literal as it sounds. I swear. But if you want it to be as literal as it sounds then go ahead. Take it there.

–

Looking at my pretty pink lips
While you discreetly unzip
The pathway to God’s creation
Focusing on the “O” in my words
That’s making you conflict
While the time shifts

And your heart skips
And falls into abyss
Where me and you could never exist
I resist
And you
Pull out
From this.

–

Thank you. (find) Peace.

Poetry