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.
© Teri Darlene Basallote Yeo
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 :)
Join my challenge :)
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...
I hope you read this you ;)
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