The River Runs Deep
by Damien Johnson
The River
runs
deep.
Running
forever.
Yet.
Always there,
always...
here,
with me.
A million
miles
away,
no matter,
if its a smile,
or a kiss.
I wade
so far,
that the current
picks me up,
and carries me
out to sea.
An
ocean of our
love.
For you,
you are my
River.
Gracious.
Furious.
Unrelenting.
And
forever.
Dec 12, 2011
Dec 12, 2011 at 10:58 PM UTC
The River Runs Deep
by Damien Johnson
The River
runs
deep.
Running
forever.
Yet.
Always there,
always...
here,
with me.
A million
miles
away,
no matter,
if its a smile,
or a kiss.
I wade
so far,
that the current
picks me up,
and carries me
out to sea.
An
ocean of our
love.
For you,
you are my
River.
Gracious.
Furious.
Unrelenting.
And
forever.
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