dahmy
12-27-2005, 05:02 PM
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you are as a rose in my mind. As the smell and beauty of a rose is, so your are to me. How I long for the sweetness of your very words to embrace me. When you talk it is as a fire on a cold winter night. Your words warm me to the core. How your ever so gentle lips move when you speak. What grace has been shown to me that I should meet one such as you. Often late into the night when sleep should have long overcome me my mind thinks of you. The happiness of it all. But nay to the mind for Child should be in the forefront. And He shall be. Your are but a helper brought to join me in my praise to Him. Oh the beauty of it all as the stars in the sky on a moonless night so is this to me. My heart is over whelmed with joy. I close my eyes and there is a tingle if not for a moment of forever bliss. Even as all eternity we shall be praising our Savior together.
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you are as a rose in my mind. As the smell and beauty of a rose is, so your are to me. How I long for the sweetness of your very words to embrace me. When you talk it is as a fire on a cold winter night. Your words warm me to the core. How your ever so gentle lips move when you speak. What grace has been shown to me that I should meet one such as you. Often late into the night when sleep should have long overcome me my mind thinks of you. The happiness of it all. But nay to the mind for Child should be in the forefront. And He shall be. Your are but a helper brought to join me in my praise to Him. Oh the beauty of it all as the stars in the sky on a moonless night so is this to me. My heart is over whelmed with joy. I close my eyes and there is a tingle if not for a moment of forever bliss. Even as all eternity we shall be praising our Savior together.