foe to friend ...jess critique...towards the end

foe to friend .jess critique.....towards the end

Standing Ovation!

May I bow in reverence as one would/may
getting a
''Coat of Arms''

My bald head is totally wet
not because it's hot
you know

dry tears roll down my hardened cheeks
lips dry like an oven
throat chokes

my heart beat palpitates
no not just as it would
it hastens its pace.

the depths of stomach churn
and
I feel pits deep down far below
see
how happy I am
reading your comment

My Master
okay everyone's critique
you alone know .

I salute you for the recognition
'tis more than a Nobel for me
I won't ever qualify
you know it
Critique....by
Jess.