I Hope my poetry knows you

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I hope my word speaks to you as true as you do life.

I hope they take you through the reaping racks of raw pain and strife.

I hope my thoughts travel in tingles down your spin that let loose the knifes on your back.

I hope when you’re under ground zero my meaning pulls you up with your heart intact in pulse track.

I hope your heart is speaking secrets to inspiration when you read my art.

I hope you open my words and read my heart.

I hope tears run down your heart and you hear whispering sweat voices of purity.

I hope I inspire your biggest and brightest choices for unity.

I hope I bring back your deep seeded need to love for the love of loving.

I hope my sleepless nights writing what use to be realistic nightmares and fantasies aren’t for nothing.

I hope my gravitation lefts you higher then levitation like flyers in dreams.

I hope when you close your eyes to my truth you see sparking ideas riding from mars on light beams.

I hope their horses and chariots ride smooth covered in nothing but hope.

I hope when you land from my floating path of word wizardry you can still see the life scope.

I hope one poem touches home more than twice one day when you’re read my book.

I hope when my name catches your eye my poems scream read me after just one look

I hope mili-seconds after you read one of my lines your brain gets the munchies.

I hope my words take you higher than weed incepted dreams of purple haze bunnies.

I hope my words glow when you feel you’re left in the dark.

I hope when cupids’ evil twin sends his gifts my verbs pull you out of pitch black imitations of a spark.

I hope the depth of my meanings deeds dig deep down your souls’ ocean of still waters and find you.

I hope when your heart is broken into crashed shards of pain my words scoop you up and bind you.

I hope my word instils a pure seed in your spirits grounded soil, spreads water blessings and grows you.

I hope...

I hope my poetry knows you.