Glory
You melt the very being of my soul
cradling me in your tender touch
Whispers of, sea driven passion
I understand the touch of your voice
Flying on the velvet dusky sky
We soar into infinity of LOVE destined for GLORY.
Taryn Thompson
5 min. ago on 4-11-2012
Copyright © Taryn Thompson | Year Posted 2012
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