The Invincible
A stare told love is blind
Hands like yours sweep my side
Found my return to my bed
Brilliant perfect important
Worthy insignificant Him
Nurture sky dreams behind daily
Because love isn't excepted reason
Copyright © Amber Moultry-Harrison | Year Posted 2018
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