Marry me,  I am a Poet!!

Brewed in the cauldron of stoicism
We pen,  with a glowing ink
Write to Extol, no mind of racism
A devoir,  even on death's brink

Marry me, for my pen runs with strength
For peace to reign,  my pen write
in danger, my pen's tip won't bent
And together,  the future is bright

Love me,  and you will be my ink
I'd run you down,  penning with accord
Marry me,  my heart won't blink
On the podium, over the globe,  we'd win award

Come bask in the warmth of my poem
And I will put you in my lines
My heart,  as soft and white as creme
Marry me,  and be mine

My pen,  not as shallow as a grave
The soul glow,  the pen bow to me
Though your heart fluctuate like wave
I am a poet,  so marry Me!!

©Pen of a true Gemini ™
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