A treasure worth taxes
a machine that supplies
me with joy.
A better connection than
wifi and Hotspots.
you conquered all lies in me
established burning truth
Thank God for a gift you're
beautiful like night stars.
fairly hold tight to my heart
it hangs right in your presence
preserved by your gentle
touches and whispers
All penetrate me for comfort.
Sep 25, 2014
Sep 25, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
A treasure worth taxes
a machine that supplies
me with joy.
A better connection than
wifi and Hotspots.
you conquered all lies in me
established burning truth
Thank God for a gift you're
beautiful like night stars.
fairly hold tight to my heart
it hangs right in your presence
preserved by your gentle
touches and whispers
All penetrate me for comfort.
Raycheal most beautiful ever
to they acuteness I swing
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