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 Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:36 am
Two short ones I wrote in the car today.
My Love, O my Love,
Would that my tongue were unloosed to speak of thee
That I may tell the world of thy grace
And share my heart with thee freely.
But I am dumb struck, my tongue tied up in knots
With only my pen to elude to thy wonders.
I love you, how much I cannot say.
My heart beats when you are near
My spirit leaps when in your presence
When you hold my hand, I melt for joy
When you kiss my lips, I die a thousand deaths
You lift me up, putting my care above your own
You gift me with confidence while I am in your shadow
You comfort me with your quiet words
You calm me with gentleness
The women who do not know you weep in confusion
The women who do know you weep in despair
Because you love me, and are faithful
Because you love Me
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:45 am
I'm gonna go ahead and move this for you. To the art/writing forum.
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Psychotic Habits Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 3:05 pm
Those are nice E. Did the sermon this morning inspire your pen?
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 8:06 pm
All those pieces are just incredible.
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 10:09 pm
Thank you. sweatdrop heart
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2009 6:06 am
The old man sings beneath the willow tree
The Children gather round to listen
The people call us fools
Because we choose to believe.
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