• My poem:
    "My Man of Mystery"

    Oh, love is a blessing and poisonous to the mind.
    Poisonous in a good way.
    Love is Blinding, winding each soul together as one.
    Captivation and motivation unite.
    Emotions of passion and bliss.
    Worry not, for my man of mystery arrives,
    Engulfing me in a blanket of sighs.
    Shaky legs, dry throat
    Longing for answers.
    Oh, tell me your name
    My man of Mystery
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