Prophet....Your the truth.. the definite definition of poetry.. your
words flow right through me... yes this feels right to me.. its like
he only writes for me... the portrait you paints is clear for me to
see.. blue waves tapping the sand from the crisp air of the sea..
it's a display of everlasting beauty.. a pure white piano's high notes
played on key.. one must go fastly to catch a glimpse of the paper he
kills with no mercy... with every stroke of genius i smile as i sip on
my sweet tea... awaiting his finale.. patient yet anxiously.. and
there's not even a slight touch of ambiguity.. my expression changes
as he reveals the image slowly .. it is him and I .. again true
everlasting beauty.. a work of written art that can be considered by
greats greatly.. for these words written in the highest perfection i am
unworthy.. but i am ready......
Sincerely V Glo$$y
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