Vows To My True Love
Like the smallest intake of air; I deserve not. Like a fantasy and dream
of a woman to have, honor, cherish and love till death;
I deserve not. But God has been
so good to me, even through
the sins amongst my
internal image
that I've
committed
several
times over.
Confessions after
confessions after
confessions, and yet, I'm
breathing in an abundance of
air and I've been blessed with a
woman that's greater than any fantasy and dream
of many dreams. Thank you Father for blessing me...(sigh) Thank you.
Pace, G INK-U-SCRIPT
03-27-2013
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