You hear the racking of the weights, your body's now awake.
It's time for you to gain something now, something your soul can take.Your spirit is growing stronger, fixed on a constant inclination.
Your body's exasperating from the work, while your mind is on vacation.The physical strain on your body is a pleasure formidably known. It's time to push-out another set; you've been resting way too long.
You begin to fill your lungs with oxygen, and now you know you're ready. You begin to push the weight, nice, easy, and steady.
You start to feel the pleasurable gain growing intensely as you progress. You're loving all the pain and strain, and putting your muscles under such distress.
Turned-out to be another day in the office, and yes we have another one booked. But I bet you figured that already, because by now I'm sure you're hooked.
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The Gift of Lift
PoetryThis is just a poetic piece that I wrote to emphasize my love and passion for bodybuilding and fitness.