Talk Thru Poetry
I wanna talk to you through poetry,
So your soul can take control of me,
And the words that seem to be my
thoughts,
Come from you but wind up in my heart....
Though its me who may be holding pen,
You are free to be the ink within,
Running slow enough to leave a trail,
That its close enough to be
inhaled..Through the tip of what's eternity,
As you grip and touch what's burning me,
You become the author I intend,
To invite the theme that we commend...
And any word that seems to be misplaced,
Is observingly upon your face,
Not in anger but in revery,
Making love that's hidden cleverly...
So the paper that I'm writing on,
Becomes a place for us to lie upon,
Talking softly so you know its me,
As I love you through my poetry...
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