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My whole problem is I've never been in love My simple issue is I know lust and promiscuity as sisters I'm looking for something true Some sacrifrice some real Some endurance some pure That solidier That Jesus The way that they sacrificed & love.... & love The something more Who can love me? I love me But I want kisses on my lips And strong arms of support An independent sweet focused Man But who will do that for me.. Where is he? I have his image entrapped in my mind HIs smile provides warmth for my soul His skin is a smoth dark brown shield of modesty I see in his eyes respect humility FEAR of God not seen but felt with the knowledge that supplies all needs Hands with experience in working embracing praying The chest holding the heart, all the organs, the very rib I came from Strong legs from walking a hard journey prepared for unknown distance and length of time And a back built craftfully by labor & whips of reprimand more often difficulty Spine filled with determination to press on towards his destiny in Chirst A mind thirrsting for wisdom Searching after God's own heart wih his Lips that confess the truth yet do not slander I seek the qualified not the interested "'But we arre not of those who shrink back but of those who believe and are saved" |