shines in my simple journey through life
innate grace to feel the greatness of the day ;
of giving in lyrics experiences
and spread brazen and owned prose.
I can make you hear
the amorphous sounds of the alphabet,
rising quieter verse
reliving it in sonnets to your liking.
That is love, because that force
growing your existence gives me so much.
My wait is rewarded with your laughter
born to find in my occurrence
peace that you are looking
discovering shy
in my embrace.
What I leave in my poems
are verses and actual heartbeats
that strip so Sorry.
lyrics I'll melt drawing.
you describe fugitive, escaped while perennial
in light portrait with vivid words.
I give my poetry that emphasizes
tenderness your host,
is silent cries of my rhymes ;
claiming that I love you every day ...
while searching the keys of waiting.
Poet will be, as long as there
my prose and die in your game.
der. reserved
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