Just the Tip

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You are not mines to keep but can I have just a taste

Just the tip from your iceberg, I promise not to waste

Your time, your energy, and everything you hold dear

Just the tip you can give, or moment you can spare

From your eyes to your soul, from your taste to your style

Just the tip that you give to me, drives my mind wild

To me you are my friend, my lover and a mirror

Just the tip of what you do inspires me to be better

My muse, my peace, my soul and my keep

Just the tip is what I’ll keep of you, and the world is what I reap

My safe space and the soft landing you provide

Just the tip of who you are is why I can confide

In every ounce of who you are- The giver, the speaker, teacher and my friend

Just the tip feels infinite, I love the pieces of you that you lend

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Published by E. Lee V.

Blue Lady but I am never Blue. I am a reflection of the sky, positive virtue. I flow like water. I rain through the thunder. My soul so vivid, Sapphire, I am a wonder. I use the pen to creatively express the beat my heart makes. With every stroke, I strike emotions, - vividly exposing my arms where my heart lives. Feeling tender to touch, with a tight clutch, almost refusing to put the paper down to let my mind soak up this lyrical sense of my being. Refusing to empathize with myself, looking at this black and white masterpiece and questioning it's self worth. Allowing the ink to seep into my bloodstream, - I meditate. I am a queen in my own right, and a goddess to creation. My lines are just proof that the storm has arrived. I am here.

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  2. Love it ! So much is said in this, that makes me reminisce and inspires a moment of thought I often miss.😉🔥🔥🔥🔥Bars

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