Supplier of my source
You that define and embody omnipotence
How could you have chosen me?
I am simple and unabashed
reeking of unpretentious naivety
Multitudes of enviable suitors clamor for your love incessantly
Yet you seek me with an unknown purpose drawing closer and closer faithfully
Can it be my willingness of spirit while edifying you on bended knee
or offering a song joyfully thanking you for granting my petitions yet to be?
Delightful dancing footsteps always accompany me
Each dawn after I greet you it is obvious to see
We are a perfect match made in heaven
My covenant with you from the beginning of time
and forever,
is meant to be
About the Creator
The Fashion Design Academy Company
See it...hear it...feel the breath of life
From its silence softly whispers
See me in your dreams and secret visions endlessly through the night
In quiet desperation I await your gentle embrace wishing and hoping you can unlock me...
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