The tipA Poem by Kal-emmaI wanna be a poet the kind with alliteration that the literate can't recite. I wanna have my words boucnce off your cerebral cortex and touch the pyramids vertex. I wanna sip tes with Nikki G. and have Mya on speed dial #3. I wanna melodic logic so hypnotic you need a gin and tonic just to speak on it. I wanna conjure up cobalt blue and blood red so deep it'll wake Miled Davis from the dead. I wanna write until my hands bleed with boundless ideas and feverous creativity... but I'll always remain me. © 2008 Kal-emma |
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1 Review Added on July 17, 2008 AuthorKal-emmaMiami, FLAboutWell, I am a creator and creating is what I do. Ever since I came out of my mother's womb I began creating and I haven't stopped since. more..Writing
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