Tuesday, November 3, 2015

My cracks are filled

When I hear you speak, I can hear no one else...just you

The sound of your voice lifts me, takes me, draws me into you

You are my eradicator, my peace maker, my rejuvenator

You are my Joy

I am removed from this barren place to that place...with you

And in that place... is where you make pure love to my soul

You strengthen my movement of life and faithfulness

You are my Substance

When you enter my presence...I am united in Matrimony

I say...I do...to you... because you connect me, fit me

You are my Partner

Do you know how powerful you are when I hear you?

Do you feel me become enlightened when you speak to me?

Do you hear my soul weep with Joy because you healed me?

I love you...My dear Violin...You are my savior.

My cracks are filled....


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