Anthony Cavuoti Poems
You But Not The Real You
We are more then ego;
It is you but not the real you.
Ego is b (be) to C, no where near I yet.
Somethings are beyond my capacity to express.
Sometimes the gifts of life, the grace of god goes beyond my wildest expectations, beyond any bliss, fulfillment and paradise I could ever imagine, ever dream of.
A miracle I can see, cherish and appreciate in time. Some were made for greatness, some meant for fame, others fortune, mine is greater than all combined, being able to appreciate you, Potentially having the privilege to see you in all your shades.
Not to act on it would surely ca