I chase you and you want it

I stop, but you miss it.

Scarcity principle.

Flowers grow up to reach the sun, but flowers grow up to reach the water ripples.

Flowers grow up, but bust open like nursery nipples.

Pour tears for me now. Taste my whip it’s that simple.

Tell Mommy how bad you need her.

On your knees, please. Oh what a deer.

Gentle like a fawn, just like I want you to be.

Now that you are at Mother Muse’s knee , feel my Qi.