Mar 2017
JP Pyper
There's fire in my soul.
From the heavens she flowed
She betters my best.
She bridles the beast.
I feel her heat in every set
I touch her flame in every rep.
It burns
It purges
She leads me to perfection
She enfolds me in her affection.
I feel her fingers of fire
Blaze through me
As she trace each fiber
And she sculpture every muscle carefully and patiently
A never ending flame in her embrace
As I raise the weights to touch her again and again.
And I die to self each time we touch.
There's fire in my soul.
From the heavens she flowed
She betters my best.
She bridles the beast.
I feel her heat in every set
I touch her flame in every rep.
It burns
It purges
She leads me to perfection
She enfolds me in her affection.
I feel her fingers of fire
Blaze through me
As she trace each fiber
And she sculpture every muscle carefully and patiently
A never ending flame in her embrace
As I raise the weights to touch her again and again.
And I die to self each time we touch.
I wrote this poem in the gym. I have a cool pic of it on my face book wall you can find me in my link below through my volunteer work Everyone hurts in the gym the way you see pain will determine if you grow or fold. If you like my poem please show your appreciation by having a look at my volunteer work. https://www.gofundme.com/volunteer-work-to-help-our-oceans
