Posted by Ohaegbulam, Promise O. on
So rich in artistry,
comforting and cuddly,
mysterious like palmistry,
you test the limits of mastery...
A medium of expression,
The mirror of self,
often cheeky like an elf,
revealing, like a book off the shelf...
Tender as a lily,
Magical, a genie,
when you tell a story,
even Hell hath no fury...
Refreshing like milk,
smooth as silk,
Through you, I see me,
and to rest, I come to be..
Mere words, soul-lifting,
configuration, so tightening,
Like a board, smooth-surfing,
A balm, absolutely soothing...
What more can I say?
in the Sun/rain all day,
yet, come what may,
Poetry is my stay!