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Not a Poet Tonight
Maybe I am not going to be a poet tonight. But I am still going to write. I have a song inside of my heart. So I guess I am going to be singing tonight. I have a Queen on my mind, and my thoughts of her has me breathing in light. I remember her singing into my ear, singing me to life. Manifesting my dreams, and I am just a candle maker, and she is the flame and light, waxing me and giving me sight. And I love her like a graceful swan, loves a rippling lake. I am just a baker, but she is the frosting and the cake. Sleep is calling me, but the love that I hold for her is singing me awake. My Queen if you are my prison I don't want to escape. So I may night be a poet tonight. But I am still going to write. I love her in real time and real life, and if I become a dream maker. I am going to make her my wife.
Published 8th Jun 2024
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8th Jun 2024 2:24am
8th Jun 2024 2:31am
Yes thank you for that comment. My feels are real and I am standing in my truth. I appreciate you. Have a pleasant life.
8th Jun 2024 5:02am
My eyes are closed through the course of time
If I slowly open them, shh... just stand there, will you be all mine
The songs found in our heart, those tender resonating caresses to my skin
As I opened my sacred portal, my wonder of the world to allow you to ease in
You showed me the worth of your stars
This Yoruba Goddess revolves around your esoteric Mars
My King, that coveting blanket above you have taken the time to draw me in does feels so warm to the heart, and soft to lay my head upon the softness felt to my cheek. Such an intellect poetic stimulant for me to take comfort in my own spiritual quest to walk side by side with you, as we seek to find that inner peace, love, and in our footsteps, may we bridge the past, to give credence to our present, where time can promise us a bright future as we take one day at a time.
I do love my song, and thank you, my handsome Sire.
Enjoy your evening on that gentle praise you have earned.
Love and Hugging, always
SKC🦋
If I slowly open them, shh... just stand there, will you be all mine
The songs found in our heart, those tender resonating caresses to my skin
As I opened my sacred portal, my wonder of the world to allow you to ease in
You showed me the worth of your stars
This Yoruba Goddess revolves around your esoteric Mars
My King, that coveting blanket above you have taken the time to draw me in does feels so warm to the heart, and soft to lay my head upon the softness felt to my cheek. Such an intellect poetic stimulant for me to take comfort in my own spiritual quest to walk side by side with you, as we seek to find that inner peace, love, and in our footsteps, may we bridge the past, to give credence to our present, where time can promise us a bright future as we take one day at a time.
I do love my song, and thank you, my handsome Sire.
Enjoy your evening on that gentle praise you have earned.
Love and Hugging, always
SKC🦋
8th Jun 2024 8:18pm
A heart that speaks true in a world that hides is a rare thing these days, beautiful words indeed
8th Jun 2024 8:49pm
Thank you I appreciate your comment. Have a beautiful day and beautiful life.
9th Jun 2024 00:34am
I enjoyed the flow, the Candance and the meaning of it. Nice write. Fia xoxo
10th Jun 2024 5:54am
You are an intense looking dude, DC - and this is like the sweetest poem ever. I love the analogies and metaphors. That's a lucky girl out there floating like a swan on the lake. Hope she jumps out of your cake.
Enjoyed this piece!
Enjoyed this piece!
10th Jun 2024 2:21pm
