To All The Girls Who Came Before Eye

 


To all the girls who came before eye,

I got you thinking, now we are synching, 

Firstly hear my thank you for gracing my skies. 

Being in my present position, scribing planting future thoughts.

Please be certain, for whatever reason you are not by my side in form, you are in mind.

Yet I have been wondering about you, and where my thoughts were in lieu.

Thank you for playing your part in my play, 

From you I am learning to bring better fruitful seeds.

Like these words I am planting today. 

For you to be beautiful, confident, dominant and loving,

Being all who you are in I am. 

To all the girls who came before eye,

You graced my thoughts, you touched my sky.

I got you thinking, we were synching,

For our time, my hearts singing.

Firstly, hear my thankful you,

For being the light that lit art baby blue.

In my present, scribing, harvesting future seeds,

Each one inspiring by lessons you freed.

Though not by my side in form,

I live in my mind, keeping me warm.

Wondering about you, reflecting in lieu,

Your presence has shaped what I pursue.

Thank you for playing your part in my play,

From you, I’ve learned a brighter way.

To sow seeds better, strong and bold,

Words today, blooming stories told.

For you to be beautiful, confident, and true,

Dominant, loving, the best fucking you.

Being all who you are in I am,

The artist, the muse,  my Son God’s plan.



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