Poetry Is Words

Poetry is Words Eye loveth ewe from this far star, I wanted to show ewe these flower petals L()()k Parme lambe~my purple flower ewe the stem is dark and pretty eye am the stem and ewe are the petals eye see the beauty everywhere in all my things because of ewe the earth has wings also a mermaid is swimming deep inside of me in the place where i go to be ewe and gragon is dancing his dragon fly dance as i prance as a man I am standing so true. AS a man eye am standing for ewe. Have ewe ever heard a song ewe wish ewe had written. Or read a good book ewe knoe ewe could have written. Poetry is just words that were meant to be written. They come out from the the place of our love.