Ayo

Blasphemy hit me in the nuts

And the chest

Staring at the dragon with the 3-winged

Breasts

I can’t totally recall

The withdrawal before the moment

Breath ceded action

Desire began to foment

Foaming at the mouth

Aerodynamic with the foreplay

A rush of blood to head

Fire breath felt cold play

Chromatic scales of an ebony assortment

Melanin pressed together

Reptilian brain retorted:

Warped terms of sacrilege

No guilt for the physical

Medula of my shell pulsating

With that

Rhythmical

Encasing the empirical, spherical

Holistic spiritual necessities

Me and that untouched locked down

Sexual weaponry

The slither closer to me

Vibrating

With the hesitancy of me

But shit I had the thirst

So I opened up the armory

Blasphemy hit me in the nuts

And the chest

Staring at the dragon with the 3-winged

Breasts