under her wheels

her legs are long
her heart is black
listening to her cradle song
is a natural aphrodisiac

into her arms i fly
her cherry bosoms bloom
a dazed alumni
of her secret room

i’m under her wheels now
praying for time to end
if only god would allow
her to find a new boyfriend

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