I'm a poet tried and true
My words seductively intice you
Into a lyrical body spasm
You can feel my words run across your body like a tongue
Just reading them has you mentally sprung.
You try to grab hold to my style that's buck wild
Both Deep and Juicy
But always tighter than a vice grip
My poems will help you slip in to a sublime place
The words majestic tease will fulfill your wildest fantasy
My stuff is real
Like Envoge "I'm giving him something he can feel"
Disrobing my desires, lighting your fires
A poetic gift can not be trained or stopped
Like a mental orgasm
when your heart and soul are touched
in just tha right spot
you grab a pen
get to writing
cause these ejaculated thoughts keep cumming and, flowing
like the energizer bunny "they keep going and going"
after the lyrical climax, I lay back and relax
until that feeling come again
a true poets' words can't be trained
Poetry comes from within
some one once asked "Are you really a poet?'
yes, I must say describing my experiences in my own way.
Listening, feeling, tasting,
once blinded by it's light, imagined,
Then obtained, utilized, and maintained it
Singing at the top of my lungs till I'm hoarse
Screaming from the excitement of course
Emitting things from the depthness of my soul
Giving it back to the world
Yes the word
My greatest tool
For all to read and enjoy as my Soulfood