RAW POETRY

I love to read your thoughts Afteryou put them on paper I’m thankful to be here in the beginning I can feel your love and devotion…Defined Your anger, pain and fear…Revealed All of your passion and lust…Escaping I find myself lost in your words They are the start of something great A virgin, untouched by a man…So pure An oyster, left without sand…Just bare A baby, newly born…Total innocence I am given a gift, something brand new With the right influence it will grow Become something magnificent Like a child I want to touch it Play with it, make it my own I dare not for it may tarnish or break… I could not chance that I may destroy Afar I will admire and collect you In the box on the shelf my perfect toy Kimberly Fine