A Poet Poese Poetess

A
Poet Poese Poetess

What
are you a man or mouse or female prose maker rhyming making poems not
prose but real live poems making nouns meaning what they say and
never in verbal disagreement. Your adjectives are where they are
supposed to be and your contractions all have marks. Your
conjunctions fit the content and the poem looks so nice. The ideas
come from Science Fiction unbidden springing from the hidden well we
keep them. Universes in your mind and only one love inside your heart
is mine. True love is lets the person go to be themselves if she
returns then love was there. IN every written word ewe write eye see
myself somewhere to the side of them iff not directly mentioned there
outright. Your Verbage is the word that eye was looking for
invariably you make the poem bleed and howl when it was stated from
your heart a universe apart from head when stating verbiage again.
For now eye drop the things that are depressing mee the lost
Christmasses and Birthday wishes the lost Holidays when no one seemed
to care for eye become just love in each and every day a poem yes a
poet lost in love for someone special in his heart now ewe deicide
dear gentle reader ewe is this the one ewe want to love. A
Poet Poese Poetess for ewe.