Masturbating to the beautiful pastel pink and blue sunrise
Higher than kite
In one hand she holds her pink vibrator in the other a spliff
Under her furry heart pillow lays her bible
She believes if she hides it God wont see her, or hear her
How can she undermine His power so and all of His might?
At this point she thinks 'would God hear me under clouds of marijuana?'
The girl wondered
on her trip to her 2nd most mind blowing orgasm of the winter morning
She moans
But she couldn't help to think if God would still love her this way
She groans
But she couldn't help but close her eyes and dream
She muffles and a scream
But she couldn't help dream of God's ever living Grace
She starts to buck her hips
But she couldn't but ponder if He was there even at the worst of moments
She feels her toes curl, behind her eyes lay the stars, galaxies even
But she couldn't help but wonder if she could live life so unencumbered
The sky is now in parts of three
Pastel blue, light blue, and a soft candyfloss pink
She lays there
Her legs were shaking, eyes closed, weed, still blazing
She thought "Lord would you still come to me under thick clouds of marijuana laced with lust?"
She takes another puff
By Keziah Toneka Moore
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I am Keziah
Teen FictionThis is a composition of poems, short stories and thoughts... i may or may not be high when i write them. Very Coming of Age!!!