Soul Poem by Jonathan Banuelos

Soul



Extra sensory is obscene
From deep in me it grows
Absorbs whatever I can throw
It’s alive in me
Watching me
Creating me
Breaking me
Without thee
Who will I be
You are my soul

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Jonathan Banuelos

Jonathan Banuelos

San Antonio, TX
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