As she awakens,
The beautiful breath of life,
Seeps from her soft lips.
I am blessed
As she awakens,
Her aroma stirs me,
To the point of a tear.
How am I so lucky?
As she awakens,
Her hand caresses mine,
Love flowing from her fingertips.
I love this woman.
As she awakens,
She is at her most vulnerable,
Her most beautiful.
Thank you Lord.
(written @ Sonburst '05)
Monday, March 23, 2009
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