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The Phoenix

 

 

Out of ashes, a Phoenix rises…

Hiding her face, why disguises?

Her purpose clear, sweet innocent dove;

Uplifting hearts, with conquering love.

 

Fire still burning, coals still aglow;

Feelings stirred from a friend we know.

Warmth she provides, sweet sounds to the ear,

Rekindling old feelings when held so near.

 

To hold for a moment, our Bird on Fire,

The Phoenix will heal all needs for desire.

Consuming affections, our Hearts, and our Souls;

Unaware of a presence, making you whole.

 

Selfless wonder, who surely will find;

That which she searches, Hearts true and kind.

Spirit so strong, so young, so fine;

Willing to give the lucky her time.

 

Try and be patient, great Bird in flight;

For life’s many pleasures take more than one night.

Savor the moments when touch make you feel,

When time stands still, that it can heal.

 

Close your eyes and relax, let it take you away;

To a place now forbidden, you dare not say.

Cherished forever, her beauty unrivaled;

The Phoenix will blossom, if passions unbridled.