Your words resonate
On the walls of my heart
Ringing everytime I hear you
Ms. Poetry
Your voice is a loud-speaker of pain
Past, present and future
Never discouraged over trials that bear gain
You do not see color
But people
I no longer look at others
I C U
Ms Poetry
And I can't wait to be stimulated with
Warm haikus
Tender sonnets and
Sweet soliloquies
So that one day
When I'm old and grey
I'll simply ask you to
Speak to me
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