she’s lethal & precise.
she’s locked in & seductive.
she basks in her flowers & praise, so muthafuckin’ well deserved.
she’s paid & centered; laser-focused with a killer intent on any glass ceiling or checkbox seeking to interrupt her chosen calling card of chaos.
yes, she is divinely devoted, dedicated to her dominion, leaning into her world of creation with pleasure-packed purpose.
she plays with luck, chances but sitting ducks, waiting, o’waiting to be plucked.
she’s properly pampered, behind raising her standards, her cries answered.
she’s luxuriously lavished upon; her polarizing presence that of a powerful pussy.
she’s focused, focused.
she’s loved while she’s hated; perpetually reminded of blessings & blunders, yet grateful for every breath full of fresh waves.
she’s shed many skins, now radiating from within, an aura, je ne sais quoi, unmatched, unequivocal, yet damn sure unquantifiable.
she’s sinking into her essence, resting in December yet her eyes wide open; oh yes she’s awoken.
no long soft-spoken, throat chakra on big BOA; venomous in protections.
she said what she said, & she fucking meant it.
sis, wtf was this? 👀
for the past five months, while channeling unconsciously, i’ve created mood boards at the beginning of the month only to witness similar energy enter my life.
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