| Author: | A. Jones | ISBN: | 9781469155821 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US | Publication: | January 30, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US | Language: | English |
| Author: | A. Jones |
| ISBN: | 9781469155821 |
| Publisher: | Xlibris US |
| Publication: | January 30, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Xlibris US |
| Language: | English |
INTRODUCTION POETRY CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!!!
As I flow with words passionately not asking for no ones opinion on how to speak
releasing inner thoughts from my mind, body, and soul. Delivering untold stories from beyond
As I mold these words into fantasies, hopes, and dreams making you believe you just seen this shit on TV.
Based on true stories not make believe
I get lost in my words like my virginity. Start flowing like Kelis and Busta rhymes
" I love my baby yup yup. Yup I love my boy" Poetry is, "THE SHIT"
My main squeeze Never a disappointment or Underestimates me.
Given me love constantly. Flowing through my veins like ecstasy.
"DAMN I am high as hell! Rolling words up in a strawberry blunt I "Puff, Puff"
Hold it....Hold it...Hold it like waiting to exhale.
Not needing a man to penetrate me, because poetry goes DEEP.DEEP..DEEP like black street do you feel me?
Getting better and better everyday
Im closer to my dream like Goapele
No I cant stop now like baby face because Im just beginning to write 4 you,
To write 4 me
To write for the love of poetry...Thank you.
INTRODUCTION POETRY CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!!!
As I flow with words passionately not asking for no ones opinion on how to speak
releasing inner thoughts from my mind, body, and soul. Delivering untold stories from beyond
As I mold these words into fantasies, hopes, and dreams making you believe you just seen this shit on TV.
Based on true stories not make believe
I get lost in my words like my virginity. Start flowing like Kelis and Busta rhymes
" I love my baby yup yup. Yup I love my boy" Poetry is, "THE SHIT"
My main squeeze Never a disappointment or Underestimates me.
Given me love constantly. Flowing through my veins like ecstasy.
"DAMN I am high as hell! Rolling words up in a strawberry blunt I "Puff, Puff"
Hold it....Hold it...Hold it like waiting to exhale.
Not needing a man to penetrate me, because poetry goes DEEP.DEEP..DEEP like black street do you feel me?
Getting better and better everyday
Im closer to my dream like Goapele
No I cant stop now like baby face because Im just beginning to write 4 you,
To write 4 me
To write for the love of poetry...Thank you.
