love poetry

boshy b. good

Thank you for your words.

orale!



i have been contemplating the title of "topic" and i see it rather a big deal of tough, the whole idea. i am going to make more sense out of this, somehow. starry thing in the eye, it is, to me, so it is fresh, to me. to my piece of knowledge

deep
inside we forgive with saying to ourselves, 'we are doing it right' and forward that
a fight the good fight progression, and keep fighting the good one fight to maintain.
i want it not to matter what ever upped and downed and or coming and or going

nothing matters but facil andar. if it's not facil andar
it does not matter. let me say something different,
receive cupes out of the head and to cuff earies off
our heads, all this as if to say what ever we think that
goes wrong is a out of style we can move on from
just because it is trouble

saying it is a bad day versus proving it is and be a
good day with presence, we see who of both wins

i see that all we have to do is care for a right
reason, and, i shall believe in such and such
person, all this, despues de tanto, such be relax

if we believe in treasure such as a ancient book, either being worn down, i believe that would made us greater up above. to have that sort of reverence were to strengthen us with practice, in anything we come up to be and place in to.

i like the way good is a cover, good is a cover up.
i'm mad and for what? go to good to acts or do,
and shall uncover the be next, is be the happy?

i'm proud of any emotion fellows
who like to read that have done
and or do. by a combined virtue,
i stand myself to admit, as a
rescue feel within and shown
later

at least we be saying we have got good
enough health to use good or and sweet
tablet or and online, and so it goes all
that sweet stuff has had continuation