Is It Poetry

Silver Star - 3,996 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

She Is - Poem by Is It Poetry

Like a bird to see her sitting, roses are
of passions dream, in sight her flight.
Butterfly's know her grace, touches many
all, weeping softly, others without, it is sadly.
Ants march to her smell, hidden never off
to carry bubbles, her journeys path, is clear.
Essenes of berries in her, moistness air laden
dears follow, youth will, never currents to cross.
raises wind, cover embodies still, covered up
she, glories light golden, honey is her, in poise.
Yet she knows, she fav'es him, his heart just bursts...
It loves you just the way you are, it is such in love,
it is so full of you it's crushed..to burst your sun.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 25, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 19, 2009


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