CECILIA OVER MY SHOULDER
Why did your guardian had to make demands on my heart?
The heart speaks only of love its language international.
I knew myself and saw me as a man with wondrous gift.
My love a burning fire a hundred streams could not quench.
Our passions still brewing before the mating being free souls.
A guardian what more a rogue a scoundrel destroys my life.
I see your pearly eyes an Egyptian of modern-day beauty.
You walk like the pharaoh of my dreams such grace poise and beauty.
We both were young, and love would find a way but die that day.
I curse the day love ended for me we it is a high price to pay.
Never embracing your sweet smell of forgetfulness linger on
I see your burning lights below and watch for your silhouette.
I thought someday to be a groom your precious hands I adore.
A second chance that never came stripped apart I am to blame.
For guardians do what must be done that is the way things are won
Kenvil Atkins / Love letter poems #3
Sparkling eyes luscious lips hips that sway you cannot resist.
To think she love me let us just kiss.
Alas that moment I did not feast.
Cecilia still on my mind
