My Tender Lily

Isiekwene Anthony C. By Isiekwene Anthony C., 24th Apr 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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Love can neither be conquered nor quenched, it is that feeling of happiness that burns a souls, quietly it gives hope to the dying.

My Tender Lily

My Dear Diana,
How lovly to behold is your presence,
Splendid are your voice and words,
Your marks of beauty like a new born antelope,
Your eyes are seduction to my soul,
Increasing the hope and power I have in life,
Soft to the bones though you are,
Your apperance spills out grace,
But thou are weak to thyself,
You know your strenght and weakness,
Conquer them with that great power inside you,
Your name preceeds you,
Acquire that which you earnestly desire,
With all energy and clemency,
Thou I see great power in you,
Which the Supreme deem enough for you,
I will come back I day for you,
Though I won't say ''wait for me'',
So that it will be a suprise to you,
You are My Tender Lily, Diana.


Diana, It Will Be A Suprise To You, You Are My Tender Lily, Your Eyes Are Seduction To My Soul

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author avatar Isiekwene Anthony C.
A microbiologist, teacher, talkative, emotional writer on science, dreams, religion and personal experiences.

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