COLD SHOULDER

When u deny

a symbol of me..

it reflects..as priority..

when ur eyes meets mine..

it sends a message of

LOVE in plural

sense..not hanging

on 2 Pain in defense..

when..ur powers

of deep emotion..

wore my life as a

mountain in high peaks

to reach heaven..

WHAT was bestowed

thru my eternal organ..

where I felt cold..

bitter..for days & nights..

my chemistry

bites no bullets or hides

like a weak link

opponent..

who debates me as a

challenge..

I will not

be a tabloid misfit..

on the edge of denial

or regrets..if the shoe

fits..I wear The

EXPERIENCE

my bold commercial read..

WORDS makes up

that person..down

in detail..w/ discretion

the formula of

hatred..

but.. if the mood smears

me as the critic..

another monstrosity

gone wrong..

u heard it all before

type theory..

I still hold my head

up high..

shed what hits below '

the belt of

midnight madness..

acquired by poor taste..

while Chronicles

defend there

own title..what speaks loud..

where the heart

bares all..

with no shame..

sees a future left in LOVE

SO..as the world

continues to perform

laureates with

humble art flow..

publically openly..straight

2 the point..

raw..where skin action felt..

ur touch..

feeling me folding..like

a 4page

script..left undone

who divorced it's

longevity

ends the soul

of mating..where God's

plan was final..

where fury

held me..a soul mating

time in a bottle..shatters..

breaks..the bond of rib..

where I dismember..come apart..

closed doors.. 4 years..

where storms

spoke...

the spinal core is now..

a legend of dispair..

.the sound

of a poet's nightmare..

what greets her enemy..

The wrath..

trying to define me..

a misprint..overlooked pages..

only this time..

I get a chance to be..

the answer 2..

what's going on inside

my head..

if u will...I come direct ..

a WOMAN..

who is tired of being a

misprint..

in quotation..

ONLY..

how u see me..

I don't come in poor

taste I am ur title...

take all of me or nothing

at all..what never

really spoken

LOVE..seriously...

ETERNALLY

urs..WORDS I BECOME

the Identity

a script..The End..U left

New..thanks YOU

GLAD

mines still has

Love..4..lol

ya know who it is

WHAT AM I 2 u

fill in the Blanks..

YEAH

SMILE..U got it..

I'M still LOVE

A tabloid ..fit 2b

READ

all wrong..arrogance

of review..being

accused..

falsely mistaken..

leaves

a broken heart..HURTING..

get it write!!!

by Create..

Sheila T Jordan