"Poetry I Choose You"
Yes sweet poetry, know it's me and you
Through the ups and downs throughout the rounds I clearly see in you
Manifestation in the making's what I proceed to do
And bleed to do
Savoring your passion's what I heed to do
Addicted to you like your aura sweet as a vanilla rose
Not about your looks, no need for mink or the chinchilla pose
We pay the cost together in the game, peep the biller codes
Switch styles, submit files, activate some iller modes
Peep how I romance your ways
And make you the major topic through the city just like a vivid Black Panther craze
Heart to heart is where we our part, I must enhance your maze
Through the puzzles of life, see if our sacred dance will blaze
You're like my daily vitamin, I nourish every mineral
Of fire and desire that I'm cherishing in general
With every single breath I take I never will refuse you
Nor abuse you
Must keep you on the deck indeed I choose you
2018 - Kris Smith
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