When I Got Poetry Pregnant

It was predicted
written
In the universe
The internal clock is ticking
When the unity
Of the elopement
Was selected
That is
when she
Entrusted
the endowment of her ink
To me
Opened with an introduction of
Poetic seduction
Which was her scribes
within the lines
of the sheets
Which was as thin
as our skin
I knew she was a freak
cause of the words she used
When we were writing
The Dictation was accurate
Her ink leaked
Persuasive nouns with consonants
Vowels sounds
howled at the new moon
The I wrote actions
She collaborated
with contractions
With a pencil
that transformed into
The strokes of a pen
Parallel horizontal & vertical
When
There was a marriage formed
within
OUR body of work
I showed her the lead of my pencil
She realized no stencil was needed
Our words were heated
Copying and tracing
Blotting sticking
to the sheets
Not wanting to erase the freestyle
Without protection
Weeks later
Fiction became Non existent
When She missed her period
Words are soon to be Born
Cause I got Poetry Pregnant


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