Poetry's ARTilliary

   
        Poetry, is much more than just words;    
        it's the motion of her being, and remarkable curves;    
        she's a body that can move one to feel like a bird;    
        or to masterbate fluidly, the way she prefers;    
   
   
         ones' puppet to her strings, how ones' born to attach;    
         she's the screen to ones' play within all of ones' acts;    
         she's the flow of the ocean, that streams through a path;    
         she's the womb to your birth; that's the matter of fact....    
   
   
          she's the drink hung over, your mind with her craft;    
         she's the beautiful headache, that will find its way back;    
          she's the rhythm and blues; that bubbles your bath;    
          she's the home cooked meal; she prepared it from scratch....    
   
   
          she's the strokes, and canoes wavy waters impact;    
          she's the moon to ones' sky; shooting stars that attract;    
          she's the groove stella owns, and never had to get back;    
          she's the beat to one's drum, that feels right and exact....