Piercing

Piercings Shh, embrace what makes our sisters Different. You see all the jewels on their Body makes me remember Cleopatra. Patterns of body modification make the syringe shrill an edifice outstanding. Enchantress with much poise A Queen possesses, her nerves so tailored To acquiesce like a gold in the fire. Awaiting Elayne Angel to make sweet rhythms. My sister cried for Joy, Just like the Israelites did. I asked her if she felt much pain, She smiled like the joker And beneath her voice came out "I am a sucker for pain" It got me insane, Looking deep whilst me brain Tries to figure out what had transpired I then realized that there's Joy Ladies get from having jewels around them Like the mother hens hands over her chicks They feel comfortable as cocaine to the body.