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Mother’s Day, the day where us motherless kids have to suffer through everyone posting…Tupac lyrics.


Allow me to trace your curves.

Let my hands trek your valleys and mountains.

I’ll spend my days traveling your body,

and my nights seeking refuge deep within.

Your huffs and puffs have become my summer’s wind.

Can my body hold nightly conversations with yours?

Because your body language is saying you want me as bad as I want you.

My devotion to your moon shows in the swelling of your ocean.

-Prince Arnold