He resembles a familiarity dear to me

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    He resembles a familiarity dear to me

    Whoa, whoa, whoa, my vision has become so cloudy
    I have strayed away from my depths newly conquered to swim to the surface
    and be met by my designate love mate.
    To fly above waters towards the air as angels do for I am in heaven with only his arms to caress me.
    Like the sun that sets off the island shore I pause to observe its beauty for it resembles something sacred in my heart.
    The colors of red and orange intertwined to represent a love source doused by flames with immense passion as its fuel.
    As my Yin sets to grace another part of the world with its presence still picturesque is my Yang.
    He exudes strength and balance of power with the wisdom of respect and honor for all humanity.
    Master of his art, he aspires to inspire good health and well being by instilling within the youth he comes across a desire to achieve and believe.
    Through big dreams and great works this humanistic prodigy accomplishes tasks of moving mountains and islands of stale mates by dreaming interminably and acting through passion and with compassion.
    A greater friend, the world could not have.
    Rachel K. Cummings

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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