Black Poetry : A Note to my $$RICHNE$$ aka Sir Novellett

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  1. TotalView

    TotalView Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    My dear Sir Novellett

    It is I, your beloveth, Ms. Poem
    Here to scribe everlasting lines for you
    While in route to the garden
    Where I first let my soft edges flutter
    In the late afternoon breeze
    In the hope that you would notice me
    I began to recount our first encounter
    Thinking back on my first words to you
    Explaining how poetically I was lost
    In the wilderness surrounded by darkness
    And you flashed that gentle smile and said
    Come take my hand, let me lead you to the light
    Come with me, love, together let us write
    If it were not for you my poetic Love
    I don't know if I would have picked up my pen again
    For this reason and many more
    I am indeed your Ms Poem aka TotalView
    Loving you unconditionally forever more.

    All my words,
    Ms Poem

    (smile)
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    Behold in me as I react the day dawn
    the beginning as I script the lines
    and humble say thanks of thee
    for as I Sir. Novellett of rapture

    yes I remember the words the first day
    every moment written in scribe
    as we journey the path poetically
    from above I swoop again
    in the wake of morrow as leave my hand
    for where I reside in the glass house

    may we return to the venture of notes
    for as I seek da poem as I pen the novel
    upon the walls my heart in cheers
    to hear of such beloveth and one felt me
    as I guided the strum of the hand
    let thou ink runneth do write me again
    address me Sir.Novellett
     
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