I love Everything That will Make Me

My favorite Kind of people Are poets, Writers But I respect

What more can you ask for? A momentum memorial of my art you… Or a possibility of the future of… Through my words you will ever rem… I will leave the lake and the seas…

Is that still you sitting on a bul… Or am i just dreaming, maybe Not a bull after-all or is it a ho… Am i just whinnying, Is that the end of the road

Words cannot say How long i would love to live Words be dear not to say How much i would rather live to fi… Words better not say

Only if i Could have Never Learned a way To arouse

many writes poetry now, many writes about life and they wi… were not alive but when they hears… they run and leave their shoes beh… many writes about love,

Now, have you seen? The black mane of a dark horse As it slithers and kiss the marble… Now the whore petticoat, cloaks an… On a starry night whispers its oat

I have learned from so many arts And little art had learned from me… I have gazed at so many light And few lights had gazed at me, I have seek and wander for too lon…

I am Incredibly Lucky Check me out In few years

If your head Could think it Your hand Could surely Write it.