by Shelbe Stewart

Created on: March 21, 2009

Poetry: Talking with God.

Father send loneliness from me, remove it from inside.

Let love again love me. Take these tears from my weary eyes.

Bring that feeling of before, when stars were placed in me, and the captured closeness that was mine,

a gift that kept me free.

The flesh is weak. It bends the mind, unleashing trouble galore.

Making us take that finally step, giving us nothing more.

Alone again we seek Thee. To protect us from the act.

Temptation comes from those around,

never realizing this fact.

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