Two heart's shaking hands:
Portrays their interaction of love;
When soever my mate is with me..
He persuades with warm long enduring hugs.
Often we bond to indicate our reunite-
After long days..
feels so fortunate and grasps comfort
when a heart sticks whilst words are on curb.
Hugging my tall partner gives much essence
As I could hear the rhythmic drumbeats
through my ears.
While he could also feel the pounding thumps
like a fluttering butterfly in his belly.
Therefore we immerse in the stimulation of raised oxytocin
which further tones our self-esteem..
Giving gleamy aura to our faces.
4-6-2020
~DEEPA~
Note1:Written for "Hugs poetry Contest"
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
First place in the Contest :-)
Note2:BRIAN'S SELECT J,any form,any theme
Poetry contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand.
.WaFer for holy communion
.WhOsoever believeth in him...
..TaRry, watch, and pray with me.
..SiGns and wonders
..CrOwn of Glory
..JuDged all by their measure
..ReSts on the Sabbath Day
...FlOcks of sheep watched by the Shepherd King
..FuLfill mercy unto our fathers and remembering his holy covenant
..AdOration and worship Him Who created
..LoVes a cheerful giver
..WiEld power over them
..AdDress to God for them is for salvation.
.MyThs and endless genealogies
.AdHere to, and rely on God
..FrEed out of the mouth of the lion
.PoWer of the Lord is with you
..BlOod of Jesus Christ
.PuRity of devotion to Christ
..FiLls our souls before our God for you,
.EnDures long and is patient and kind.
Date: 09/05/2019
My yesterday's rush by me as the
songs of many rivers wherein is the
inspiration of my youth.
Therefore do I go but into wilderness pain
relevant thought, sinful iniquity.
I die but in the chagrined shores of my soul
which bear witness to rebirth awakening
spent on today's word but tomorrows promise.
Canst not the wine of redemption
be brought on the tears
of many men?
Can a man not live again through
the ageless promises of wanton wrath
which we serve yet even when we sleep.
Time gives us but a glimpse
of bewildered fear
born unto days divinity
a prayer given to ancients
but cast on the winds
wither soever they should go
may it be that those prayers
rescind to bounties of lords and legions.
theres was a girl that was lost in the woods
the angel looked down at her and said that
gods ready whenever her mission was done
her BFF was lost in the hole in depreesion
just like she was til she found her savior
and the who died for her and her sins
19 years has pasted since her and her BFF
sherley was both lost now the father of jesus christ said
im the judge of wrongs and the rights.since both of there deaths
the mother of the girls had put the wrongs to the
side and went to church and satin didnt like it at all wat
soever because they didnt follow orders.and god told the girls to
make a spirtal presance in there homes and try to talk to the mothers
so theyll understand that they are fine and in heaven with jesus christ their savior.
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