My Poetry
My poetry, my secret seductionYour body is my poetic flow, with no interruption
Like volcanic erruptions, in you I lay my trust in
Knowing it's a must and, my words begin to bust man
My poetry, my living work of art
My walking line of sciptures, imprinting words on my heart
Where does it start, sun up or fifteen minutes before dark
I hold you in best regards, my poetry and I shall never part
My poetry, so beautiful in flesh
Forever am I blessed, nor fate shall I test
Who can contest, for by the hands of God this woman was meshed
Just for me, my case I rest
My poetry, My beating heart
My Knowledge, Wisdom, Understanding, sun, moon, and star
I...Mentally ajar, know who you are
My strength, pride, my healer of scars
My poetry
My flow, stimulation, my floetry
This is how the world, should know it to be
That forever in me, you are my poetry
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