My Poetry Line

Jumbled and sloppy
broken, tattered, and choppy
Yet, you are mine

Random revels revealed
disfigured
characters
concealed
Still, you are mine

Scattered moments
thoughts of the day
things remembered
and things to pray
reflective art penned
Blue
Black
or Grey
memories forever on display
Yes, you are mine

Your canvas has many forms
computer, napkin
blank, lined, or torn

Your beauty shines
Though... you make no sense sometimes
Still, you are mine
My poetry line

Lay

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