Apologies

I am a spirit poet Not a hammer and nail To feed you pain Apologies for the chain of poems That I have hammered into your mind I have nothing else To offer you Except these pieces of poems To soothe your mind, body and soul And bring back the smile You were hurt By the pungent smell Of my last poem You were intoxicated By the ecstasy of unconditional love You were pierced By the solid poke from my poem Apologies for all the jabs It's not my intention To hurt you Or fight you I am a spirit poet Not a boxer I hope One day I will be your poem Then you will forgive me For taking so long To kiss your lips And be your wine ©