Blessings from Venus

I left Venus

To give birth to words to fly freer than birds

Because my love is from the depths of my pussy

It is organic herbs

I am a wordsmith from the holiest of all lands

I am built from God yet gives pleasure to man

He screams my name like I am a SuperStar

I smoke his soul like it’s an expensive cigar

Chocolate on caviar

Champagne on sushi

His mind out of control asking,

“Who the fuck is she?”

I breathe life into the dead

Gives light to the dark

My existence leaves an impressionable mark

I am the flame and he is the moth

Love shocks lights his body on fire

He cannot extinguish the flames of my spirit

He cannot touch the life of my essence

I am his blessings

Peace on earth, good will towards men

I am here to help him execute sin

Erotic Blessings,

Karma Eve