the generosity of a God unknowingA Poem by Isabella Cezanne.
O, God
give me the blessing of her name on my lips that raw power of knowing that follows desire, that darkens the eyes so rich in attraction without physical promise O, God give me the blessing of lessons on her skin let me learn her, inside and out gift me the aching sweetness of her touch i will be the best student that your holy night has ever seen O, God give me these blessings of knowledge and as you learn my name i will gladly walk backwards into Hell, with every sin you have awarded me
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StatsAuthorIsabella CezanneDenver, COAboutI don't write too often outside of class and such but I'm always striving to share my work and be better so here I am. more..Writing
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