Even though my pen is broken,
My heart is still in love with her,
And my body is itching to hold her,
Let me take her closer and closer.
I want her to dominate my blood stream,
I'm hers and she's mine.
I want her to shape my heart like she has shaped the minds of billions.
I want to tell the world, I find joy in her world,
My body masseuse is her,
And my soul's cleanser is her.
The love of poetry lies deep in our hearts. Poetry is life and life is poetry. I say happy world poetry day to all!
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