Othello

It all comes to this.

One, one two, one two three, one two three four.

These poems, such a masterpiece

Heck, you'd be a fool to ignore.

A story in each, a part of me like sand on the beach

To words about Me, to words about Thee

Into words with everything in between.

This is a free verse poem, the freedom to express

A part of me to give away, yes.

Understand the words I say, the letters in each

Something beneath indescribable, my freedom of speech

This is me, you can never change that

A soul in me, burning with integrity

This is where my heart is at. The heart of poetry.