The Poetess

The Poetess

 

 

I need a Poetess to steal my heart,

In the depths of the dark, night air;

That carries her cries, near and far…

I see before me,

An angel of my forever heart.

 

 

Her words shall guide me towards her heart

And in the depths of the dark;

I shall let her take my huge heart.

 

 

For I have no need of it to live, when I am with her.

She keeps me alive, with her Heavenly words.

Words of trust and promises of faithfulness;

These are the charms of The Poetess.

 

For she could be trusted to speak from the soul.

I could once more stupidly believe her promises to never go.

So I write you a poem from the bottom of my soul;

You words are worth loving;

My Magnanimous Noun.

 

 

 

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