Mic
Hail
Rough
Hail
A body made from the undying devotion was to be forgotten
Built by the memory of devotion's husband.

A swaying heritage
Under the surface
Resting
On a sleepy cloud made of forceful courage.
Her voice
The forest hovering
Above
and all of life
Hanging
From her glass lips of
The worldly wife.

Her weightless gold of skin
Running,
My saviour is a Queen.
Precious beyond anything,
Hey! her love is in everything.

I didn't think such
                                                                 skill could be found
Deep in me i saw the potential of you
                                                      deep in the background
quietly pondering your next line
                                                                   patiently

if a mirror could speak, your reflection would say
"There is a professional in you in your own way"
If the sun could dance with its sun ray
i hope it does a waltz to your lines one day

because you never know

some of us admire how you inspire us
                               without intending to idly


Q

Heys to all that enjoy my creative mind , so many of you inspired me and I love ya for that,
So I'll continue to inspire other poets as well

Also , I'd like it if you guys wanted to join my illusion challenge , come up with some good lines for the simple topic,
And hashtag #ABP to let me know k ,
See you there :)

When she looks it's all wow,
She makes it all good, don't know how.
Always want to be around her,
she cuddles like a winter-coat, soft white fur...
if there was one thing I'd say
it's that you shine and light up everyone's day
the greatest of the best
you'll imprint on people's chest.
you're already changing the world
cause you are changing us
cause you are one out of the many...
beautiful people...