unblemished.

Clarence MacEbong
Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read

intoxicated by the fragrance that is her perfume

wrapped in white clothing so thin her essence is yours to behold

every kiss that she gives is a burn to your lips

the fumes in her breath fill your lungs with excitement

she lets you tease her body with the wetness of your lips

going the length of her smoothe, tan skin

not too wet

just enough, so you can wrap her in her garments

a flame from an external source to consecrate your marriage

Mary Jane is a queen that I myself don’t acknowledge

as you take your next puff and I leave, unblemished.

Clarence MacEbong

Written by

dreamer, believer.