I'm humbled to stand in your presence.
Nod, my head in your honour.
My lady of words.
My only true friend.
The lady who features wholly in my life!
This lady loathes people.
She's not a real person.
She is the woman.
The unreal woman to whom I give my all.
She picks me up when I trip, stumble and fall.
Just in a strange bundle of words.
So called poetry!


By ladylivvi1

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