My Life My Poem

June 22, 2013

Music warms my heart, with beat rythm dance

And books touch my darkened soul

But the body is beautiful, poetry to my eyes

As it moves in a dance or as it poses when resting

Always catching my eyes,

Not just words, Poetry can be anything

Can't you see it? Poetry is My Life

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