He's like fire he burns my inner embers. He's like the rain he cools my inner anger.he's like my blaze my energy my light. He's like morning with a smile as bright as the morning sun. He's like the moon with a mind bright and sweet like honey buns. He like the night with his dark mysteriousness. He's like so powerful like his presence devourers you and his voice paralyzes you. I golden't image anybody else over power who he is. Damn he's like zues and I'm mother earth I wanna have his kids!!! We are like the earth I'm the land he the ocean every time he touches me I get wet. He's like my doctor feel good; I'm always in perfect health because of him. I'm like a remote without batteries I lose control he defies gravity. I wish I was a wall and he was the nail so he could hammer me. I'm like a feen I go crazy when I can't have him when I do I just grab him and never let go because I will never get enough of him. I know I'm crazy for feeling like this daily but if I was a baby he'd be my pacifier, buts that's A different story. I'm giving him his glory and I hope that surely he feels half this for me, because if he does my work I have put in this complete.
Sunday, June 6, 2010
He's Like By: LaWanda "miss star" Stallworth
Labels:
love,
miss star 314,
poem,
poetry female,
romance,
spoken word,
writing
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