Friday, September 21, 2018

Blessed

His face is that place I can't escape. Prison bars.
His smile is my trial. The jury is out.
His eyes keep me in a trance. Watching cobras dance.
His voice melts my tender heart. Ice cream sundaes on a summer day.
His lips taste like sweet strawberries. Whipped cream and shortcake.
His mind blows mine. Dynamite.
His faith is unwavering. Flags flying in the wind.
His hands are strong. Heavy weight champion.
His love is unlike anything else. Antique crystal on a shelf.
His humor is authentic. Texas chili.
His heart is too powerful to contain. Hurricane.
His light is extra bright. Lighting strikes.
He is mine.
Blessed am I.

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