I took time yesterday
to write a letter of love
I remember when I
used to do this everyday
expressing to the world
thoughts from a prophet
that was struck by an arrow
Cupid has me stupid
with devotions using words
as a love potion
Number 9
so sweet so decedant
women and men fixtures
Permanent
I'm convinced I discovered
more than my purpose
to see the light
as I've now physically
opened the door to
Bless the Man
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