Wife Material Poem by Louis Borgo

Knock on the door cheer of a smile she is brightness of light dear god,
May I process?
To some that maybe the reason to go church but one can't help to say,
Have you ever made love to a goddess?
Virtue Woman, Maybe a song for today
If it is rejection or your out of here tempo take them to space with this one,
Because space is jamming,
Soothing as a night breeze looks and gesture that turn the graves to ham or is it all gravy when she,
Speaks is it an argument or a discussion once again?
Couch or the bed truthfully or honestly is it a question please,
Hold up wait a minute as I process,
To sleep or to sleep a lone does it takes away from the loneliness,
Once more to sleep or to sleep a lone does it takes from the loneliness,
I like to apologize if I am speaking out of turn shallow me for have manners,
Shallow me for acknowledge a good woman when one looks does they observe,
Because the paper is turning on it on Anchor Composition any one,
Young brother my brother no matter your, race, color or, creed you are my young brothers
No I am not a man lack wood but wood like her my full story?
Someone please hold the ballots please,
Stutter once again geek me I guess,
If love had a Haven how safe would be?
To fall in love,
I stay in
Love.