Connubial to words that come alive
Keeps me fulfilled never wanting
Strong dialect sometimes gives way to
Passionate tongue
Creating a safe haven with each stroke of a pen
And my refuge from storms of life I keep within
Gives me release to express who I am
At times I’m lost
Through spoken words I channel peace
Finding myself
In all its devotion, I’m in no way
Left feeling unloved
With every verse it’s akin to making love
Intertwined in rhythms of emotions
Conjugal souls truss by lexis
Together we awaken desires
Fulfill dreams
Create an aura of mystery
Spellbound woven around destiny
Yours and mine
Forever we are one and the same
Infinity, infinitely wisdom
To make laughter sound in the
Heart instead of sorrow
But sorrows glutinous hunger
Is a montage of delectable
Roseate our ingenuity can’t ignore
Bring release to a tormented soul
Kismet is our spirit my; poetry Husband
He is the color of the rainbow
Freedom of expression
Creation born to my imagination
I take you as my inspiration to
Give me insight and empathy to write, explore
Unearth buried feelings, delve into the psyche
Analyze the subconscious discover
Hidden metaphors
And similes this we shall carry out
Until death we do part I’ll
Take you with me to the grave
Behind we’ll leave a legacy
A perfect marriage of poetry
Poetry is my Husband