Sensuity

A tiny bud
amongst life's garden roses
I saw her
clad in silky robes of words
as she waved her magic wand
and brought new life into the world.

Sensuous
A queen unique to the rest
with scores of talents
that with each swipe of the brush
produces a new page in life.

Sensuity
Thats how I call me
the potter of the poetic clay that i fashion
a work of art
worth more than riches can afford,

I have become God;

Spinning new worlds into existence
as my precious pen
kisses the canvas laid out before me
as the babies form in the womb of my mind
I push, sometimes hard, sometimes , soft
As in all travail
A final psuh
As the masterpiece of a poem
rushes into the arms of a waiting world
as the wailing cries are heard

I have given birth,
Again

And so my name is Sensuity.