Hand Held---
And breathe your breath I kiss the hand of your daughter and decree Your Glory your glory and righteousness of her hand small and soft
it touches my skin I grab hold and
in the veneer I can see softness
to think little spear
firmly but yet gently I caress
as I place my front lips over the upper palm
the veins are showing looking like a beautiful flower
as closer I place my face on top of her hand
my lips touch and grander my nostrils flair
as I witness the smell of lavender and myrrh
Adjacent so I place gentle kisses on top of her hand
I stand firm I look on vigilantly with my adoring eyes
Father anoint my head with oil
As I die to self your breath caress kisses me
purification it Graces me in peace
let my lips speak let your voice
sing and empower me restoration
let the favor the abundant blessings and fruitfulness
as I with your lips on and through my vessel
when I stand in the presence in the aroma of God's daughter I am, I shall.
Come let us walk anointing adjoining hands coupled
-------Hand Held
9/12/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2023©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2023
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