Black Poetry : Bound to be me


Well-Known Member
Jan 10, 2016
Found the spender
Spin me around and down under
Forever I will surrender
To my defender
On a team to accept my sender
Mail your love
Float in my hands as a glove
No bills just good news coming through
Don't like sour dough
I want them cookie dough for show
Take me out you handsome strong
Been in a forlow but now I'm on the show bong
Showing up to win
Never to bend
My one always higher than us could ever be
Big thanks for the see
Sit back and sip some tea or coffee
To see this orange sun becoming clear like me
Look & view my new genes busting out
To shout
Love is on the bend
Not breaking but on the stand
Love being a peaceful stance
Chance dun reached around and ask me to dance.

Nice piece Sis,

Um…If someone was so inclined to surrender; how and where exactly do they go about to accomplish said surrender? (asking for a friend)

Through the Maze of love and enlightenment!
Trust it takes 2 ways to get on that same (one) path so I figure the ways around never to lose my sight.


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