She Is

She’s no Poetic Justice

But her poetry does her justice

Fire breathing , lyric speaking

She makes sense of the world

Through words

Eyes blind , yet she can read lips

Because from them flow

Her saving graces

Poetry is to she

What breathe is to life

What woman is to man

What husband is to wife

She exists only in the confines

Where words reside

She uses them to guide her

They feed her

To her they are

Life.

And what a life to live.

-Flobody

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