Love abuse poetry

Her Poetry


She has been abused
Behind the vast field of ink
Love tattoo on her heart,
She is soft and gentle
Her toes curl like a bad girl
Love comes like a mirror
Life raises joy and volcanic wisdom
Her guitar is a Martin
Appreciate her blues, makes her smile
Her eyes blazing emerald fires
Hope is sanity, stellar survival,
sifting of dross required.
Don't give up on me,
She cries, tidal pools.
Old wounds show in poetry
Write something for me sublime
Write between the crowds
Delivered between the lines
Strong coffee and cream and sugar
She falls in love so easy

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