Freedom be we
Free from
Free falling—flying freely
Free for
Reforming—defying needy
So letters fuse
Together to
Word life with words like
Crush—Like—Lust—Love
Pure crush-to like-your lust-to fight-for love

It’s like now—no longer a great crush
It’s love now—no longer a rare lust
My pen is my paintbrush
As the ink is of all colors
Enslaved cuffed together
Engraved touched forever
My shines transforms correct
Into perfected picture painted perfect
My rhymes translate
Painting the flowers of her portrait
Because of her—I feel like an author-poet
My poems manifests a lover’s magic
My songs reflect’s my appreciation—so honored to show it
Hocus-pocus poof power shown so graphic
Passionately perform excellence-ascending
Excell like a peasant to a prince-then a king
And this is where it all starts
My pen is my heart
As the ink is my blood
Thicker than mud
My rhymes is the beat
Pumping the easy free flow
High times-it’s such a treat
Attached-attracted to freely grow
And all I need is you only you to know

As it’s so satisfying
Bringing out one’s best
Hypnotizing so mesmerizing
Like an admirable sunset
Like an...