WHEN I LOOK AT YOU
When I look at you, my heart warms like when the sun is beaming down on me on a bright summer day.
When I look at you I see your strength, I see your gentle caring eyes
When I look at you I hear the sound of the rhythm of your soul flowing like a crystal clear river splashing against the rocks singing their song.
This man whose soul has reached the depths and widths of what life has given him.
When I look at you, my heart say I want to explore the hidden parts, the sacred chamber of his heart.
Will he let me come in?
Written by Diana Jackson
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