Cindy Cato Poems

I am woman I'm strong and proud
I'm not afraid to love or laugh out loud
I am woman exceptionally exceptional woman
that's me
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Lying in a bed of roses
two lovers start to bloom
as passing start to slowly rise
to fill half empty rooms
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To be in love is to be a flower passion blooms with in each hour when spring time comes two lovers grow just like the plants in my garden below

To be in love is to be a bird passions soars with
untold words flying high on wings of love to see the summer sky above
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if I were a bird I would be free
flying high above the trees
spreading my wings I would fly away
soaring on until the next day
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To know her was to love her
little sister of mine
she was only here for a moment
just a whisper in time
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I've tried so hard to prove my love
but nothing seems to work
why won't you sit and talk to me
and tell me why you hurt
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A stranger's voice keeps calling calling
I stand up and then I'm falling
Falling hard and fast I go
I've heard this strangers voice before
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We come from a race proud and strong
A warrior from the past of days long gone
Riding through the plains proud of free
Hunting to feed my tribe and family
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could you love a man if his hands were as cold as ice what if his teeth were razor sharp and he could drain you with just one bite could you love him even if his heart has no beat or would you run away from him to hide in retreat what if he promised to love you for forever and a day could you rise with him in darkness as the night chase day away love is a mystery that cannot be explained but would I really give up my days to spend eternity with my man
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