She's like...
The Apple of my eye
The "I" to my Pod
The super to my star
She's like the hooks to my bars
She's like...
My inner core
The candy to my bar
The chips to my Ahoy
The right of my wrongs
She's like...
My favorite song
The Ping and the Pong
She's like...
My favorite toy...
I just wanna play all night long.
She's like that dime piece accomplice
She could be Bonnie I'll be Clyde...
Lets make the world jealous
Me and her...
We go together like peanut butter and jelly
or..
The Ringling Brothers but (pause)
Barnum and Bailey they cant touch us
She's like...
My favorite dish
She's the lamp granting me one wish
Fulfillment...
Happiness...
She's like...
A warm sweater in the cold winter.
The sunshine to my bad weather
My go getter
She makes me that much better
(not done)
Pradda
this is the shiit....i digs it...lol
ReplyDeleteI like this one! I like that you say, "not done." Most poets are never done...William Butler Yeats worked on "The Second Coming" for 30 years after it was published. There's no rush. You've got talent. I like how your voice jumps out of the words...not everyone can do that. I love reading poetry where I'm forced to separate the speaker from the writer because there are so many similarities in tone between the two...makes the poems more universal to me. Anyway, I wish you loads of success with your blog. I pray that it not only works as a refuge for you but also as a refuge for your readers. Keep writing.
ReplyDeleteI love this! awww the chips to my ahoy...adorable
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