Author: A. Jones
Publisher: Xlibris Corporation
Published: 2012
Total Pages: 114
ISBN-13: 1469155818
DOWNLOAD EBOOKINTRODUCTION POETRY CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!!! As I flow with words passionately not asking for no one's opinion on how to speak releasing inner thoughts from my mind, body, and soul. Delivering untold stories from beyond As I mold these words into fantasies, hopes, and dreams making you believe you just seen this shit on TV. Based on true stories not make believe I get lost in my words like my virginity. Start flowing like Kelis and Busta rhymes " I love my baby yup yup. Yup I love my boy" Poetry is, "THE SHIT" My main squeeze Never a disappointment or Underestimates me. Given me love constantly. Flowing through my veins like ecstasy. "DAMN I am high as hell! Rolling words up in a strawberry blunt I "Puff, Puff" Hold it....Hold it...Hold it like waiting to exhale. Not needing a man to penetrate me, because poetry goes DEEP .DEEP ..DEEP like black street do you feel me? Getting better and better everyday I'm closer to my dream like Goapele No I can't stop now like baby face because I'm just beginning to write 4 you, To write 4 me To write for the love of poetry...Thank you.
Book Synopsis Writing for You, for Me, Writing for the Love of Poetry by : A. Jones
Download or read book Writing for You, for Me, Writing for the Love of Poetry written by A. Jones and published by Xlibris Corporation. This book was released on 2012 with total page 114 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: INTRODUCTION POETRY CAN I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!!!! As I flow with words passionately not asking for no one's opinion on how to speak releasing inner thoughts from my mind, body, and soul. Delivering untold stories from beyond As I mold these words into fantasies, hopes, and dreams making you believe you just seen this shit on TV. Based on true stories not make believe I get lost in my words like my virginity. Start flowing like Kelis and Busta rhymes " I love my baby yup yup. Yup I love my boy" Poetry is, "THE SHIT" My main squeeze Never a disappointment or Underestimates me. Given me love constantly. Flowing through my veins like ecstasy. "DAMN I am high as hell! Rolling words up in a strawberry blunt I "Puff, Puff" Hold it....Hold it...Hold it like waiting to exhale. Not needing a man to penetrate me, because poetry goes DEEP .DEEP ..DEEP like black street do you feel me? Getting better and better everyday I'm closer to my dream like Goapele No I can't stop now like baby face because I'm just beginning to write 4 you, To write 4 me To write for the love of poetry...Thank you.