Thursday, June 10, 2010
Portrayed Beauty
If I could picture your magnificence in portraits that spill through my poetry......it seems to me that the Mona Lisa would be replaced by the radiant beauty that radiates in she........ Her skin flawlessly painted..... nothing has been tainted....... pretty ain't it? her mouth speaks only life and love to me gives me sight when my eyes don't see.......... Everything a man needs Everything a man needs...... is searchable in the heart of her.........so I buy her everything but diamonds and furs......she understands my mind......and she knows she is finer than fine in my mind......but yet she seeks not my heart.......as long as we are in God never shall we grow apart.....her hands do the work of building up souls in disrepair......and it seems the work is hard but some how she never fails to be there......when it seems hard to keep waking up and going at the hard soil.....a bitter better toil.....but what is paid in full at the end of the work makes her no fool.....she is cool......no matter what comes her way....she similar to a rock is persuaded to stay.....grounded rock solidly in the faith......seeking God's face......it blows me away....to be honest......days she should just throw her hands up and walk away.....something keeps her on it.....she is something special indeed......and it seems I don't deserve her around me....much less showing me what it means to plant seeds in me.....you're shocked of my adoration for this Godly woman God placed on Earth to ease my hurt......is it because you expect only sweet words when men want thier own way.......no way.....there is something to be said for one who knows the gravity of a call......who knows that in the end everyone must feel the rain fall......and the essence of these words....have little to do with what you see of her......and everything to do with what she shows you is residing inside.......it seems that she knows what to say when the hearts of those she loves dies......she knows how to get you to rise when you fall.....grace and mercy temper her tongue.....she soaks up knowledge of God like a sponge.....when toughest times smack her faith with her mind....she knows what to let guide........this is the reason why.....her beauty dislodges what is called a classic.....and forms something even more timeless......
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