Mr. BarA Poem by Terrell A. Pullen
She calls me her sweets
So I know which one to be Nutty, Smooth, Chocolate Caramel me Made for a queen but, I'm the size of a king One bite of this me Her taste buds will sing! See now... Wait... You all are nasty I'm talking candy Get your mind right Everyone has a flavor I know mines aright... I am smooth and dark on the outer frame Rich caramel over crunchy peanuts on the inside See what I'm saying? She satisfies herself with me Every bite is a new taste you see I bring a smile to her face When there was once a frown in that place I take her out of a world of hate A brand new earth is what I create She needs a new fix I am "sweets" the pill that she takes And once she gets that high For the new one she just can't wait © 2008 Terrell A. Pullen |
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1 Review Added on March 11, 2008 AuthorTerrell A. PullenSouth Holland, ILAboutDo'moning[da-mon-ing]The expression of love in it's truest essence! Rate my poem, Click here I am poetry in motion Artistry in the form of words Painting a picture with the Language of Love P.. more..Writing
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