You'Re the Prelude To My Story
You're the prelude to my story, the punctuation to my end; You enrich me.
You walk towards me and I watch the edges of the world blur; You amaze me.
My eyes are the sun. A golden ship sinking into the sky of your eyes; You soothe me.
My hands in yours is like coming home; You restore me.
My skin has found new skin; You inspire me.
And whatever good I do from here,
I’ll know it’s because you love me.
Copyright © Nicole Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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