planetary

asrealastheycome

can’t fight the moonlight

it’s only right I’m leanin into my rhymes

It’s like a spell that I bind, when I recite the words that I write

a grip so tight, wrapped around the soul

time can move fast, time can move slow

my rhythm like a river, the way that I flow

my verbal so herbal

what I speak is the seed, what it means is the water that’ll make it grow

hotter than the summer, colder than a winter snow

this ain’t imaginary, i can make sweat or shiver from my vocabulary

what rolls of my tongue, sung both dirty and sanitary

my vocals are the sun, you can try and run but back to me, your a planetary gravitating

  • Author: asrealastheycome (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2023 06:52
  • Category: Spiritual
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    What are you planting?



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