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White Silk

A Poem on How Personality Can Be Different Than Style

By J.M. PowellPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Me

I am white silk below

The worn leather outside

And you would never know

Until you try to peek inside

I want arms wrapped around me

My tears wiped away

My heart to be chased

An armor of roses

Protecting my heart

Day by day

I have that gentle touch

That makes fears fly away

I want her to come and stay

On the level I will always stay

To give me handwritten letters

About the poems her eyes say

I am more determined

Than my accomplishments say

My loyalty is calm and happy

Like standing by the water

In the bay

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About the Creator

J.M. Powell

You can make anything by writing. -C.S. Lewis

My passion is to spread what it means to love.

My published books of poetry: Quantum Leap Overmorrow

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