Her Poem by Trey Shipman L
Her
Her tongue is fire is to my lips,
And her heart beats a different tune,
I follow her beautiful hair to her hips,
Though her eyes, capture me, like a rune,
Her body is a pillow that comforts me,
And her kisses are instant memories,
Her soul is boundless and completely free,
And her actions I love, show clemency.
That is REALLY good Trey! ! ! I'm amazed...You can write some really deep stuff. Must be because you're related to an English major huh? Hehehe...Wonder if she'll see this... But yeah, that was great dude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 11:06:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is an excellent poem, Trey. It is definitely and 'A.' It would have been nice to get this turned in on time though. Oh well, better late than zero. Great job and wonderful visuals!