His hands take mine as he guides me along my dance of life.
His soft sweet lips caress mine as his words slip through my lips, a forgotten prophecy.
He is the sun of my life, His smile bears down on me, shining rays of sunlight.
His laughter is music flowing through my soul; words whispered in my ears, the lyrics to my life.
His strong hands skillfully play my heart, an ancient lyre of beautiful music.
Surfacing the caring and forgiving side of me, He brings out my best features.
His touch at my waist sends tendrils of feeling through my body; healing all that is broken.
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 10:39 AM UTC
His hands take mine as he guides me along my dance of life.
His soft sweet lips caress mine as his words slip through my lips, a forgotten prophecy.
He is the sun of my life, His smile bears down on me, shining rays of sunlight.
His laughter is music flowing through my soul; words whispered in my ears, the lyrics to my life.
His strong hands skillfully play my heart, an ancient lyre of beautiful music.
Surfacing the caring and forgiving side of me, He brings out my best features.
His touch at my waist sends tendrils of feeling through my body; healing all that is broken.