imageMy hips
don’t lie.
They speak the truth,
at all times.
Wrapped up in a fitted dress,
Or Jeans,
That Hug,
The curves,
Of my legs.
Covered in chocolate,
The aphrodisiac of the flavors,
They speak with confidence,
A forbidden,
Second language.
The swing of my hips,
With a big twist,
The connection with my thighs,
In cahoots,
My hips,
Don’t lie…
They speak the truth,
At all times. – Andrea L’Artiste

credits to the Artistt of this drawing. Very nice! 👍🏾


Author: Andrea L'Artiste

Author, Artist, Poet, Writer, and Philosopher sharing my personal quotes, poems, and views with you.

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