Candacy Morian Poems

Take my hand and walk with me
Let us talk of life, of love
Of what could be.... us
The four corners of the world
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As I stand in front the mirror
I admire the woman looking at me
She is the replica of her ancestors
Thick hair, ripe cherry lips, a full nose
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Pretending, playing a game of cat and mouse
Vulnerable and coy, such a sweet game
For pleasure that subdues the burdens
Of a committed relationship
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Rain, her kisses on my face
Walking at a steady pace
Left and right and up and down
Listening for the warning sound
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My God, Your God, Our God
Has created me, from you
And in his image, he has created us
In his creation, he's blessed us with the gift of love
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The longest walk I ever took
Eyes and souls danced
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