My Sweet Poetry

Open to tomorrow    
Close to yesterdays  
Feet firm; rooted until God brings    
Poetry    
   
My sweet Poetry    
Emotions run free    
Misunderstanding being capitalizing with love    
Fears flee  
Because only in Poetry can those truly see    
   
Me...    
   
Hearts been a disrupted pandemic      
Masked is the only way to breath    
Because no one appreciate what's underneath    
Just mesmerized by these thick thighs    
And brown eyes    
   
A Beautiful vessel    
Inside over exposed to a sinful world    
So I...    
I....    
Move on too TOMORROW and CLOSE the door on yesterdays