Poem from Feelings Collection: The ending of a relationship, I imagined him as a bar of soap with arms and feet.

Soap

You are just like a
Bar of soap buddy

You were the Dove of my life
and not the love of my life

Everything in life to you was not
a Cashmere Bouquet

You just Safeguard your
feelings and went Zestfully
away

Life's meaning to you is never
an Irish Spring

You are like a soap on a rope
within an Octagon scene

You are like the green of Palmolive
ever polished and ever mean

Lifebouy with you has never been
a Camay day

Often time my hopes of being
with you is much like a ride
down the Ivory Coast

At the most your actions seem
to set the Tone and it's evident
you want to be left alone

Because now you never Dial me
when I call

Just like a bar of soap you just
lather away