i gave her a beautiful bouquet of,
poetry.
and she managed to take each word
and carefully,
meticulously,
throw every word back down my throat
until i was convicted
of putting words in my own mouth

love her

i painted her name amongst the stars
in the most beautiful calligraphy.
held her hand when she fell,
and let her go when I stumbled.
and carefully,
slowly,
she ignored my enigmatic portrait,
and kept her hands too busy for me,
free of tax

love her

i read psalms to her palms,
breathing in every smile she evoked
singing her heart into a love blessed slumber
and carefully,
anxiously,
she sang along with her headphones
while i read to her,
and read ‘i love you’ notes from other brothers,
to ignore my melodic singing,
pretending to sleep, until i left her

love her

but now i’ve left.
i’ve packed my bags
well…bag,
and headed down an familiar rode
that hasn’t greeted me so openly
for quite some time.
i’m hurt, betrayed, lost…
yet excited.

loved her


i figured i would try to switch up the style, maby i should stick to the freestyles, dont think ima poet lol

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh I think I like this side of you,,,

Writing from the heart and soul,,, Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm nice

awww, yea i got a sweet side to lol, thank you