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Young Love


It is He whom I love
But who keeps prayin' for me
To see the world through poetry?


He reopens my eyes
Lets me have a good laugh
When I sit down with my gurls
Reminisce 'bout our past.


Who's so extreme
That he's out of my mind
And erases all meaning
To the elapse of time.


You know and I know
We know he knows too
All the great things
His love and mercy can do.


It is he whom I love
Who's eclectic enough
To keep me intrigued
Not by only physical touch


He raises me spiritually
Lovingly ethically too
You can't tell me there ain't more
For great things he can do.


We curse him and cuss him
Lick him wid rockstone
But when-time we ready
He calls us back home


Lord I beg you
Shine down your mercy on me
For being oblivious
For being human a being


FOR ME AS A YOUNG LADY!


He's G-to the-O-D… God
Jehovah-Jhirah our king
And through this here poetry
I raise my words
And I sing.
Amen

Written by Choclit_ma

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