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Spirit Feet

My soul has known depths

Of darkness far and near.

My heart races with passion,

Dedication,

The Spirit inhabits me

With it's gift of indefinable love.

I reach out to her to make her feel.

There is a glimmer,

A hope.

Her green eyes glimmer with a smile.

Her smile is gripping.

Magnetized by her presence,

I am summoned,

I am humbled.

God calls on me to drink

From the chalice of grace

As I am swallowed in the light of the Holy one.

He has given me this woman.

Her essence, one

Hard to find

From which I choose to love

Wholeheartedly until the moment our souls part,

Willingly...Unwillingly

God, The Son, The Spirit,

They give us not many chances to bathe

In the love of a woman

Whose joy is there.

She may lose it

From corner to corner.

But she knows the Spirit.

It is one with her.

We throw up in prayer,

A chance to conceive more years of love.

For ourselves,

And for the ones who carry our features.

Through you, God, we have it all.

Grace and Humbled we are

To you we send thanks

And shower the love of you

Upon others

Who may need your love.

Like four feet that started off small.

As the steps turn to stomps

We smile,

Knowing the Holy Spirit

Did us a favor or two

And in gratitude we offer thanks.

And to you my beautiful wife,

I love you.

◄ Filling the Void

Spirit of Love ►

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