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I was really missing you
I'm glad you are here now
you are not the clothes you wear
but you are how you wear them

you are not the words you say
but you are how you say them

you are not the way you look
but you are how you look at other people

you are not the person you're with
but you are how you work with them

you are not the lies told about you
but you are how you respond to them

you are not your bad decisions
but you are how you deal with them

you are not your friends
but you are how you treat them

you are not anything...
but you are how you are.
lucky you're mine
wrapped warm
safety possessed
in your arms

hold me close, bound to your breast
forehead kiss
sets everything in place
in your arms

the world can't touch me
words can't hurt me
forget the pain
in your arms

release the worry
act that shows
you're a man of your word
in your arms

arms, arms,
arms of acceptance
of security, of love
in your arms

terrestrial representative
honest acknowledgement
locked in love
in your arms

captivate my senses
reign them in
sure foundation
in your arms

formerly wounded
empty
alone; but not
in your arms

elevated,
sure,
complete
in your arms.

loved,
healing,
confident
in your arms.

secure,
free,
redeemed
in your arms.

belonging,
protected,
place to be
in your arms

me
in your arms.
free verse - security
Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun,
  Which is my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt thou forgive that sin through which I run,
  And do run still, though still I do deplore?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
    For I have more.

Wilt thou forgive that sin by which I have won
  Others to sin? and made my sin their door?
Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun
  A year or two, but wallowed in a score?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
    For I have more.

I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun
  My last thread, I shall perish on the shore;
Swear by thyself, that at my death thy Son
  Shall shine as he shines now and heretofore;
And, having done that, thou hast done,
    I fear no more.
Colors are swirling in front of my eyes
and took me too long to realize
that those are your eyes staring at mine.
Different colors are mixing together,
the anger and the fear
of being caught...
of being caught in a lie.
But what did you lie about to make me so upset?
I know you lash out when you're afraid of the consequences
am I really that frightening?
But you lied
you lied about who you truly were
you lived a lie that you created
that you wanted others to believe.
The truth wouldn't break me
it's the lies that do.
What is the purpose of these lies?
What are you doing?
What are you?
What?
What...
Stay tuned for where, when, and why
-
i want to write
a happy poem
but
the ink of this pen
is color gray
and blue*

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