Poetry & song writing Book #4

Poem 26

She is Revelled
She is revered
She's an Angel... That much
I & Legends... Can Foretell.
She's endeared and she's Feared.
She's Merciless to those
Who cause your Tears...
Selfless,She
Comes at the ring of your humble voice's Bell.
She is Worshipped.
Good fortune she spills on to
You,from her
Blessed lips...
She'll conjure you bliss,as you speak "I Wish..." This secret tip to you,I give. Don't let it,
Slip.
But before you beckon and call her To your side... I urge you,
Live your life.
But you will know,when the time
Is right.
I warn you.
She is a Goddess.
Not a toy. So don't act coy.
She's not a Toy,
To play with... All day & sleepless points Of any night.
She is a Queen.
She will sting Like a Bee.
So don't treat her like she's made of Flowers & soft things.
She's given you everything. The least you could do,is spoil her
with gifts such as,
Ease her,bless her mind with
Tranquility.
Show her your humility
& give her your
Posititivity.
Be humble she's chosen to be
The Fire to your Kerosene...
And like the birds,you shall
Be free.

~Sept. 4,2018