Fantasy Poem by Marcellus Davis Jr

I ain’t blind––you redefine fine
unspoken bliss, alluring lip’s spawns

my gaze too, spank your beauty
my crush swells, Girl you own divine!

Your hue excites rainbows reds, drape
you, melt my thoughts, keeps me on lit

jazzy move me style magnifies
all my senses, wants roam your zones

rouse me–– but you still a Baby!
I’d pay time to steal I’m eighteen

again wit’ you my soft-more Queen,
Angels covet your fell lashes!

You’ll flower at forty, I’ll be
one hundred–– its on popping girl!

Will glass hours, hand me feel you
‘cause goddess blossom in––Sarady?