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She's my poetry
she's not so perfect, she cheats
when she speaks
lies pours from her pink lips
her words strike my heart like thunder
I fall and shatter like a glass
she walks away like she doesn't care
I collect myself, wipe my tears
freeze my heart from anger
and follow her like a fool
I just can't leave her, because
when I look at her bright eyes
poetry starts walking in my heart
when she smiles and coos like a dove
I feel words floating in my mind
like millions of butterflies in a garden
I just can't leave her, because
her presence invokes
the poetry I always want to write

© Isaac Ojok