Poem -

An Introduction to Poetry Line

An Introduction to Poetry Line

I still need you to remain distance and quiet

Don't come close or closer

Don't make a ring or contact

You just so wrong and yet so right where you standing

Just right for my inspiration

Only for a moment to tell a story line

Are you art or a curse/ A beautiful fantasy or

A torment to a mind once innocent?

I'm drawn to your careless darknessΒ 

makes you mysterious

Wilds my mind in wonder

Hunger to your mind and thoughts

With you hiding in your lies and deceit

Your lack of goodness reflects well

To my art in motion

Cannot erase thoughts of you as they seem to be cast in stone,Β 

How so if I never gave you a stone to be cast on!?

Your ignorance & silence

Suits well my poetry

Feeding mysterious words in whisper

I admire curiosityΒ 

Let my fingers rub ink on you

Remain unknown I say

Best believe you good at it

Yet I worry about your karma

Pursuing the best of you

You not a bad person

Only a lesson awaits on you

For you been a bad boy!

The biggest coward is a man who awakens woman's love with no intention of loving her.

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Bridgette LT's ...

My Lisa, thank you :-) I'm glad you enjoyed and liked it. I hope all is well. Hugs and kisses.Β 

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RRG (Rebecca)

Oh that last line... damn. Just hammered the nail home with one hard slam. Loved it :) Awesome write. Hugs and Blessings, Rebecca

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