Faith Cecelia Story Poems

I am small i can barely be seen
How can this great love be inside me
Both light and shadow are the dance of love
Although i may try to describe love
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Thoughts of you, lingers on my mind
When the times I kept myself inside a cage
As the cold dusty wind of summer touches my face
We have something that holds us together
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Oh my sleeping child,
How I fear to wake you up.
You look more beautiful in your sleep
As you smile in your dream.
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Your parting left a void in my soul,
My life's been full I've savored much,
Tasks left undone must stay that way as
I turned my back and left it all.
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Red, the Color of Blood, Fire, Passion, Hate, Voodoo
Outcasted by the world, Her body is my hearse
She still remembers his gentle touch and his sweet spot
She gave him all she ever had to offer
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England Rose, gave me my soulmate
The heavenly man sent above
With all my lucky blessings
He gave me children
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I could feel his magnetic, fit, bare chest rubbing against my breasts. His facial structure was heart-shaped with a wide forehead and a pointed chin and square jaw-line that could chisel granite.
His eyes were a “window into my soul”, like a baby animal; plain, salt-of-the-earth honesty with a chocolate-brown depth and rich hazel light flecked with piercing cat-like emerald green.
His lean and athletic body stole my trusting body in sin
He was conscious of the burn on his chest, but I loved touching his velvet skin regardless. Men don’t understand that their imperfections make them unique. Never will I say another has given me the joy he did.
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A Sweet night with you is worthy of a horrible Death!
You are the Eden of my soul
I Love You to the END OF THE WORLD!
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Hiding behind the dark storm,
Hoping to show no feelings,
Sometimes she puts NO makeup,
Feeling the bareness of her skin.
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The Pain of love,
Is deeper than River Nile;
Much intense, than a
Loud bang
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