My Poet Comments

My poet recites for me line after line, my poet captures my undivided attention. My poet words flow so smooth like feel of silk against my warm caramel skin. Words that can make your heart skip a beat, knowing that I am the center of his attention. I love it I adore it. My poet expresses his self with each stanza. My poet lets know that I am the woman the desires and wants to have by his side. Nothing can captivate me more then to know my poet feels the way I do.

He is the definition of love the definition of romance, he is love and love is him. When he pens touches the pad I know deep down inside my poet scribes for me. Call it what you want but I know. The words call my name. They whisper this is for you my love. I want you to take this in and let it soak in your mind. So when your poet is not with you my love, my words can hold you, they can embrace your heart to let you know that I am with you when I am not with you…
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