Black Poetry : she cried.........

entering your world on a whisper

J,

as i sit in my quiet garden
looking over the brook to see
my brother painting pictures
of love intertwined with life
covered by the veil of tears
that only a man can see through
when they fall for the eyes
of his one true love...

bro' you got me in this one. so quiet and loving that i often seek such a time. thanks of rthe scribe and continue to paint those pictures...

stop over the brook one day for colab of peace....

exiting your world on a hush...
 
Mmmm .... Mmmmm .... Mmmmm

Just plain ol' aswesome ...
No big words ... No small words,
just reality ...

I am (SHE) ... I've loved (HE)
and together WE have (CRIED)...

Triangles can be broken ... and in response to Nita's statement ... A circle can NOT ... a circle is unending,
and so are the times CRIED ...

Much love

Ms_MochaB
 

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