Poetry: Steal This, I don't want it. in Creative Writing

Steal This, I don’t want it

In time and space
We find our place.
In love and lust
We thrive or bust.

I look to you;
You look to me.
I reach for you;
You reach for me

Arms wide open –
My heart is hoping
For some attention
Or a mention.

This poem is shitty
But ‘tis a ‘lil ditty.
I’m stopping now, screaming;
And wishing this was gleaming.

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I’m not copyrighting that. You want it, steal it. I don’t give a flyin’. heh. That SUUUUUUUUUUCKS. hahah

Joe