My Poetry Speaks

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C...is my soul tribe within?

 

Let my heart speak for itself

Within the cause;

I can only hope

Of flowers and lilies

And tomorrow shall be the day

Of the war;

For within this collection of poems

I have found my soul

And so much love has grown into despair

Yet my loneliness

Is eight oceans deep,

For I have found you in my heart

And willingly, I hope you will

Take your heart out of your chest

And put it in my book

So that my words can bleed with passion

And willingness of praise,

Your praise;

Is there ever a possibility

Of a lover's war?

For I deem you as my component

And always, evermore...

The true willingness of life gives us praise

I give to you my heart and flower,

I give to you the rest of my days

With shattered blood and all

The passion is restored;

Animalistic is my home.