CRADLING YOUR SENSUAL SOUL



As the Thorn Protects the Rose, My Pen Preserves Our Love


CRADLING YOUR SENSUAL SOUL

I sat in the serenity

of the park,
Cradling my

Sensual Soul,

Caressing it

as a newborn,

Rocking it to

the waves of Love.

We each own a unique,

a precious Sensual Soul,

Surrounding a thousand

sad broken hearts,

We yearn the fractured fragments

to be rendered whole,

We seek the glue of True Love,

it is our only Hope.

Even Humpty-Dumpty we believe

can be put together again,

If broken hearts are

eggshells of the soul,

Then True Love alone

repairs the puzzled, fractured pieces,

Remnants of shattered

Loves' failed past..

Let there be no fear,

my Dearest Love,

That True Love will repair

your broken hearts,

Returning the shards to one

strong and vibrant whole,

So you can once more cradle

and rock your Sensual Soul.

Loving all your broken hearts,

Cyrano!

Anderson-McKenzie


As the Thorn Protects the Rose, My Pen Preserves Our Love


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