Katie

The truth is,
I can't throw much of my money into the thin air for you!
Oh, my mid-summer night.

Of a half-naked body on my bed,
For she is sheltered from sex and nudity! !
But, do i need a lawn on this issue?
For, the hiding place of her love is now being eaten up.

Katie! !
Some supplements will help you on this issue to gain your strength back;
But, for how long? !
And like the tuna with the red sauce being served around;
But, without English Muffins! !

In the eating,
You are like every nook and cranny! !
And like a Russian Vodka on your love;
But, i can't throw much of my money into the thin air for you.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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