I'm a legitimite writer. For real. Part II (The Revenge)

Did you like the last thing? Hope you did. This is some of my other writing. This boys and girls is called poetry. I never studied poetry really. I don't know much about it other than I like the way a poem reads or sounds. I feel like I'm terrible at poetry despite the fact that I have people tellin' me I'm pretty good at it. So read this. Again, I hope you enjoy.

Lovely You

Embrace me dear
Show me no fear
Release yourself to me
Fly from restraint; be free
Come to me and enter my heart
Join this dance our bodies make art
Love every inch of me
Show what I long to see
Lovely tangle of silk and skin
I’ll love you again and again
Over and over with only you
I don’t know love but I have a clue
It’s in the taste of your lips
And the rhythm of your hips
Please tease me with your curves
Excite me with your words
Love is in our eyesYou’re more than my prize

Nothing Gonna Stop Me

Nothing gonna stop me, Never gonna die
I will keep on fighting, Always gonna try
Listen to my lyrics, Never hear a lie
Greatest of all my strengths: Never ending fight

When things look their roughest, I will be my best
I am never slacking, I will pass that test
Plenty of work to do, I will get it done
Can’t be too hard for me, I’m my father’s son
There is no quit in me, Don’t know how to break
Always be here for you, I’ll give if you’ll take

Nothing gonna stop me, Never gonna die
I am strong as you need, Go ahead and cry
I will never falter, Ever vigil eye
Help as much as I can, I do what is right

Never settle for less, Always work for more
Never better than you, It’s you I work for
I have no time for lies, I want only truth
I will defend you all, I will stand with you
Purpose in my life: To help all I can
Always aiming to be a true righteous man

Nothing gonna stop us, Never gonna die
To make this life better, We must always try
We must seek perfection, Never can we lie
Live life generously, Respect every life

Joe

Street corner strummer, play your song of freedom

Know you are not bound to any man’s kingdom

Metal chimes sound, adding to your street value

Just enough to quench a thirst that isn’t new

It’s a disease more than two decades old

Whose life began when a man did as he was told

He turned his back on one love for another

Soon enough she has grown into a mother

And every day grows easier to make a bad choice

His guitar grows dusty the strings make no noise

The man grows older and he felt his time pass

And in time he began to long for his past

His empty heart turned into empty cans

His speech is slurred, forever crooked is his stance

Now he is free to play, free to choose

But freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose

Street corner strummer, play your song of freedom

Know you are not bound to any man’s kingdom

Your heart is chilled, so is your drink

One more swig, no more kids of which to think

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