My Poet Poem by Miss Remy

My poet recites for me line after line, my poet captures my undivided attention. My poet words flow so smooth like feel of silk against my warm caramel skin. Words that can make your heart skip a beat, knowing that I am the center of his attention. I love it I adore it. My poet expresses his self with each stanza. My poet lets know that I am the woman the desires and wants to have by his side. Nothing can captivate me more then to know my poet feels the way I do.

He is the definition of love the definition of romance, he is love and love is him. When he pens touches the pad I know deep down inside my poet scribes for me. Call it what you want but I know. The words call my name. They whisper this is for you my love. I want you to take this in and let it soak in your mind. So when your poet is not with you my love, my words can hold you, they can embrace your heart to let you know that I am with you when I am not with you…

My poet scribed his way into my heart and that is where I will keep him, I will never be anything but true to him. My poet scribes for me and I shall scribe for him. His love is my love, my love is his love. My poet has done things to my mind that others have dared to go. But he went in and stimulated all of my inner most thoughts. My poet has taken me places unknown to the normal love that everyone dreams and wishes for… My poet is my poet and he scribed his way into my heart and I will keep him there, until the words no longer speak for us….