Spoken Word

by Trina Williams-Emigh

Fingers - snapping
Drums - rat-a-tat-tatting

and i center stage
the mic i'm grasping
over the crowd my eyes dart
i breathe in and commence to start

He washed over me like a monsoon
and i struggled to breathe
in His sea of love
gasping for air
-cause dayum ya'll
He was instinctively delving....you know where
i was in a rapture
slave to His capture
caught with my pants down
and my legs wrapped around Him like a vice
reaching an orgasm
not only once, but twice
my body was
all i could do was lay there silently wishing
that He'd do it again
He whispered questions in my ear
and in response i started
cause my heart was just a fluttering
so i quickly closed my mouth,
but in my eyes he saw the answers
and He devoured me like a cancer,
would a human cell
difference is i live to tell this story
which by the way is true,
undauntly to each and every on of you

i end with a bow
smile to the crowd
as they clap and cheer real loud
to the next in sight, i pass the mic
as I leave the stage

Fingers - snapping
Drums - rat-a-tat-tatting

Spoken Word by Trina Williams-Emigh

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