HELD CAPTIVE The feeling of being held captive, unable to show emotion of how we should live. The love within, can be shared without sin. The beauty of birth, your childs first breath on earth. The act of conception is devine, in your lovers arms you entwine. The roses beauty is not without flaws or thorn, its sensual fragrance can leave you scorn. The power of endurance comes from bless, elated from the lips you kiss. The time is here to unlock your heart, let it beat with love before were called to the heavens and depart. Brown Boy Poetry Tony S Pinedo
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 01:11:19 +0000