Wednesday, September 30, 2009
to my love.
i see you--
you are admiring me.
the butterflies tickle me::
this feeling of aghast has overwhelmed me.
ah, you beam with a grin::
and i shall lift my eyes to yours--
to grin back with a heart that is credulous.
you have found me by chance--
in the midst of life.
we must abandon our past.
engaging in what He has adored us with::
an honest love--
with eachother
::and Him.
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