Imagination
Okay so I want be poet, I write things that I think will sound good and rhyme well that’ll have an audience Captivated and thinking wow that’s deep.
Poetry is something that’s spawn from the mind
Written on the soul and spoken with truth.
When I write my poetry and read my words back to an audience I want them to eloquently roll off my tongue and become vivacious as their brought
To life with movement of ones Imagination an imagination that can be so radical it’s like two lovebirds
Making love for the first time with moaning and deep inhale and exhale that makes organisms even more inevitable so good and magnificent
You become skeptical that such a youthful person like myself could combine so much emotion and rhythm across blue lines
As the ink drips from my stylo as the French would call it that captioning that you never could experience in your imagination will become pivotal
To you before I’m done this poem. I want my poem to feel awesome to the spirit as the sun feels as it glows in your beautiful face as you awaken
In that king sized bed, with the smell of mandarins and papaya aroma is filled in the room and the feeling of soft lips touching you and the sweep
Of a warm tongue brushing across your bottom lip and gently make a rythamatic movement with yours.
See where my imagination can go and I all I want to do is be a poet.