My Poetry

My Poetry

How can you say

I didn’t write you a poem?

Have you seen my use of
the ,? You’re a never
ending story. 

And my … keeps
waiting for the stories you
promised me.

My – , finding words that
suit your person as my : lists
your awesomeness. 

I called your Name
how it should be, properly. 

And when I drew out a .,
it was because you stopped

but the lines are lost on you

or you’d have known –
yes, you
that you’re my poetry.

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