Product Of Love
The Fruit
A Poem
Thursday prompt: Sex is a sacred connection. Thank you, 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘊.

I’m the seed of a savior, who has seen the light.
Which brightened my insight.
So, now when I move.
It’s not for something to prove.
But for everything to gain.
From my pain.
Will come pleasure.
Correct knowledge is the ultimate treasure.
Which we should share.
With our heir.
Way before he or she breathes air.
The woman is the soil, her wisdom the water, while I am the source of the seed and the Sun.
When it’s said and done.
A savior shall rise before the eyes of a multitude.
Saying what needs to be said, and doing what needs to be done.
Our thoughts must not only be on the same train but in the same compartment as well.
If we expect our episodes of sex to be the stories other lovers eagerly tell.
The act is about procreating someone who’ll represent both sides, so, it best to ensure both sides represent good traits. The fruit doesn’t fall too far from the trees.
Thank you for taking minutes of your precious time and donating them to acknowledging my offering.
May all we deserve and desire flow abundantly into our lives like a river does into a sea.






