My Beloved

This where we may eat.

This where we may speak.

This be where we may dance.

Encompass me in the softest of cloth;

dripping in romance.

He is dressed in his blue hues —

and God help me; the only sight…

a place of sound, and of mind;

he is kind.

Yesterday; I became a kinder woman.

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Simply put, I write poetry. Each poem, representative of segments from my own life experiences. With hopes— they may resonate with my fellow human. Thank you.

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AELIZABETHMIND

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Simply put, I write poetry. Each poem, representative of segments from my own life experiences. With hopes— they may resonate with my fellow human. Thank you.