The Pickup Poet

My Poetic attempts at getting a date with a Goddess!

I could say so many words
lake a lecture scribe a stream
but like holding birds
or reciting dreams
It was as breathing water
grasping Sun beams

I Star gazing at you
within reach like moonlight
tho i go blind beholding the view
time space unfolding us
like timing the speed of light
You have been the abstract of my integer
the summer breeze in my emotional winter
Blue

So in desperate salutations
flesh language and palpitations
I rain color consonants and bow vowels vehemently
Inhale heavy hot heat and blow cool liquid speech
to condense my feelings through the conduit of my heart beat
Just to say
"Shorty swing my way... sho look good to me
So won't you please Swing my way... Shorty swing my way!"

Reviews

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spoken word at it's best..the flow is easy, the rhyme catching at the right moment to make impact and keep the the movement fresh..superb work.