He touches...and i can feel no touch neglected.
He wants...and all my wants come to the surface.
He plays...and playing has a whole new purpose.
He asks...and asking is the sweetest singing.
He burns...and to Him i find myself clinging.
He cares...and it is new and like no other.
He curls...and in my sleep i never suffer.
He drags...His fingers waking up my senses.
He teases...and i lose all of my pretenses.
Something in the way...i feel...He makes me smile and want Him near me.
Something in the way...He's real...and makes me better just to be.
Emily...
Em,
ReplyDeleteI am very glad that you have found happiness.
Hug,
joey