~ Certain Gifts .....CC28 ~

Passion enlights my anticipation, just like an entire new situation ...
A new face, for my day, the right words for me to write or say ...
I'm looking forward to you the day we ignigite are ever real worlds ..
Till then I'm livin on hope and dream I believe, we can both realize ...
Encouraged by more motivation is the facination of an arts creation ...
The heart and soul of getting down to the true meaning of why I know I'm here..
This poetry come deep from within the struggles of heart wanting sincere ..
Yes sincere, progress in process the most of monotonous days worth living ..
Wating and yearning then sweet end, never a boring moment I could relate ..
No debate about it, please don't doubt that you can, I wouldn't understand ..
So then, this dreams can be more than that, This is where I'm @ now ...
Not where I'll be, if you could open your eye's a little more to see ...
There is certain gifts you can pass, to those who've ran out, outta gas ..
Lesson's in giving, I will pass to the younger one's an example to set ..
Yes, you can bet too, I will, it's a givin, the way I'm livin ...
Of the free spirit, you can capture, in a world fearin rapture ...
Sounds of the earth have left many signals, to recreate not let go ...
Showing for my self and love, a curtainless relationship, one founded ..
Not rebounded countless times, forever a friend, to the sucessful end ...
Why not hope, it's no mistake, it won't break anything we can't fix ...
Lift our free spirits yes ours, an everlasting exciting one we want ...
To be counted on for, and to be counted, continuously, expressly forward ...
So we're not the same, not to be gamed again are we, the circles line ...
Feeling fine, continues the line not turning tighter, non fighting fighter ..
Wrestling with struggle together shared dare we get stronger, believe longer ..
I can, I know you can, I believe in the truth you've said, seeing just being ..
I'm difficult to provoke, a token, I'not anymore broken, I'm me I want to be..
And am sound, glad you came around, I can be stubborn, and I know opinionated..
Won't belated, un jaded our prized gifts, as we press on here ...
Separate but together, thoughts through in the weather making it ...
breaking it to be fixed, ever time, no matter what, to the last breath ...
Down to the last hope, I can cope with that and you want that too ..
So don't be blue like I was, cause and effect we can use on each other ...
To build, and yield things that last, cast out the doubts, routed away ...
To those things that make us shine, not to be yours, your not mine ...
Were just one, growing in love, believed sent from above, not timing ...
Not rhyming, but true, more than words, more than actions, a honest meant to be ..

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