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Enola Cabrera May 2016
You gave me your eyes
With which I saw your past
Both the love and hate you have endured
And the wisdom you obtained

You gave me your hair
With which I saw the years you have lived
And the damage done to your soul

You gave me your arm
With which I saw the strength you have gained
And the lengthy scars that cut deeper than the flesh

You gave me your heart
With which I saw your shattered pieces taped together
I saw the pain that strained your vulnerable heart
But most of all I saw your ability to love after all of the heartache

-EC
Enola Cabrera May 2016
Who am I?
Who are you?
Who are we?
I don't recognize us from who we used to be

My hair is longer
Your eyes are older
We are stronger

Who am I?
Who are you ?
Who are we?
Enola Cabrera May 2016
Your vibrant sea eyes burned through me
Caressing every inch of my soul
Embracing my past and the hardship that follows

You accepted me for who I was
Which was more than I could ask for
Picking up my shattered pieces in attempt to make me **whole again
Enola Cabrera May 2016
Protector of the night,
Lighting my path as I venture in the shadows
A comfort of beautiful tranquility
Almost angelic with its dim white milky silhouette
Hovering over with unearthly eloquence

Touching me with silvery grace
Engulfing me in a winsome embrace  
Glaring into my soul, caressing it with godly elegance, as
Lovely little embers of affection burned through your skin
Sorrowful distance separated us, leaving an unfillable void

Half of the day you are nowhere to be seen
But I never am alarmed
Feeling ever so calm because I know your insightful presence is near
Never leaving me in the dark of the night
You are my soft light- a promise

-EC
Enhancement of the original The Moon
Enola Cabrera May 2016
Vicious black rage enveloped his eyes
Electric hate cycled through him
Naturally he resorted to the action he knew best
Graphically and meticulously he planned his revenge  
Enhancing his weaknesses into strengths
Forward he went, ready for bloodshed
Undoubtedly he went for is first five on the list  
Letting his cold vexation take over

-EC
Enola Cabrera May 2016
As still as a flame in the wind was our relationship
Wild, Deranged, a Soft dance
Flickering in and out of existence
Enola Cabrera May 2016
I tried to wash off your lies with the soap of truth
Scrubbing my skin to a raw fleshy pink

I tried to sew your figured wounds with the velvet ribbon of betrayal
Stitching my scars to be unforgettable regrets

I tried to heal from your deceit
Bracing myself for a long road ahead

-EC
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