Your Silent Roar Poem by kwane Lamb

Good morning my sweet…
Morning, Afternoon, and Dinner treat…
Your words are well spoken…
Queen and king…they are a token…
Ain’t no joking…
And trust is what we exchange…
Our marriage is no game…
Love is no good without that trust…
Yes, that means the both of us…
There is no/70-40...nor 40-70...
But just pure cross the broad…
Our word…together that is how we are heard…
No firm, hand…needed here…
No, no…my dear…
And ever… I am out of line…
I know… at that very time…
Never to worry for all is fine…
I will never ignore…
For I appreciate, your silent roar…
We keep our (teeter- totter) mid-way…
No matter what the storm outside may say…
In our lives… we our bless…getting up in the morning…
Is never a test…Hey! … to start our day….
Loving our (mid-way) …thank you….
And our loves grows understandingly…
Wonderful with each…(HEY!) …
Morning…to you …all the way…