You can't fake it,
Shake it or bake it
Poetry has a life
All of its own,
And it's not,
Talking on an IPhone
But one thing
Is for sure,
When it invades you
Softly caresses,
And cradles your heart
Hitting a perfect tone,
Never again, will you
Ever feel alone.
The joy of being a poet and the thrill of getting delicate inputs for a perfect composition is unmatched. Thanks for such a fine articulation. When it invades you / And cradles your heart Never again, will you / Ever feel alone.
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