Assassin Of Love Poem by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya

I met him once
But I still recall

Body well build and very strong
Looks more healthy and wealthy
Stable and stubborn
Walks like don't care

Well talented fighter ready
So gentle and tidy
Never wear a glove

Christally clear
So well black
Mastack and beats around mount
Elegant and pure tooth

Adorable in girls
Some his white tooth
Some like his don't care movement
Some affectionate naturally
Quit charming

Despite care free for beauty
Opponent's useful idiots
Slept around as much
Germination Death conscience

A soft speaking person
Minister of conversation and debate
Very affirm in reunion
Deceiving and fantasize distinctly
Convinced or confused
End of the tall

Entitle of it
Aware but not aware of its recycling
At detectable and crucial stage
Spreading it gently and unconciense
A man of substance

So collective no counterparts or colloquies
Knowing his secrete
Sweeping weakest easily
And some are gone
Now searching for you