My Kind of ManA Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
What my kind of man is.......
born of blood & bones, the air flows through his lungs. He's for me. The man is plum goodness. He's my fortress, under eyes & key. The boy belongs to me. He can be gentle, he can be sweet. Oh, my man keeps doe, but made of more. Something strong of mind, yeah he's mine. My guy is fly. The man is of worth. I value him totally.
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StatsAuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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