The Other
She is cat likeDog like
Horse like
Cow like
Born the year to the
What
She could be anybody
Be an anti body
Be anti social
A no body
To the right person
With the right mind
She could be
Everybody
Everything
The world
He is heavy handed
Light handed
Under handed
But for her
He is understanding
He is from the earth
But with high spirits
Seasoned with experience
Grounded as if sprung from the land
To the right person
He is the anchor
He is the pulse to the others
Heart
He is the finishing touch
Together
They are who we all
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Comments (9)
I am speechless (yet, I dont shut up here...lol).
do not pull a muscle. it is only a poem
Pullin muscles ain't a gob for me ....
I agree with robrt mind blowing poem......