Thank You

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For My Truest Love

Everytime I look at you

Sonnets tie my tongue in knots

You smile at me so adorably

And rhymes clutter my thoughts

Baby, you’re my poetry

I could write pages bout you

Ooh, my non-fiction lover

Everything you are is the truth

All the lines I write recently

Seem to be the same

And every title that I consider

Always bears your name

You have become my inspiration

At a time when block cramped my style

My pages had been blank

My pen hadn’t written in a while

Now that I’ve found you

My thoughts just won’t quit

I’m back on that poetic vibe

Feelin all twitterpated n shit

When I have nothing to give you

Or you think that I’ve forgot

I hope my poetry speaks in volumes

To let you know that I have not

I love you for bringing back my gift

For making me see the light

For giving me back the ability

To get my pen back out and write

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