Sunday, April 25


Your love feels like the sun's rays on my skin
Your company is better than french vanilla icecream
Your whisper sends tingles down my spine
Your embrace feels like I'm swimming in a pool of warm pudding

As I re-read the above lines I shook my head. It's unfortunate that my limited vocab couldn't express the way I feel about my God. *sigh*



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