Rhiannon

Rhiannon

He used to call me a cold piece

Ivory pieces on the table
Cain & Gable 
 3 chains O gold it rings 
Woven vices into dreams
Creating is coasting on the waves
Your body turns inside as your soul vibrates
Elevate 
Levitate 
Meditate
Pray
This the beginning of a new day 
On a new wave
Rejoice for harmony and peace
I brought the gun, the smoke, the piece 
Connecting dots like I'm a child
My soul forever wild
Diving in and out of reality
Kitana the matrix FATALITY
Evolving daily
Riding is wavy
No one but I can save me
Boogie boarding this  called life
I hate her but I love her like a loyal wife
Making love to the idea of loving my self
Common knowledge is good because knowledge is wealth
Dripping cold icy breath
I found myself in the darkest depths
Coming back bigger badder louder than before
I aint knocking no more I'm kicking down doors
Every one has a past i turned around and faced mine
Looking back at myself like im leaving that you- behind
Rewind
My mind 
And if you look 
You will find
Holy, Godly, Gracious
Growing in to
The she that's the her inside me and you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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