Within the eyes lies
the soul that
magnetizes the heart
and pulls you in.
Resist, you can not
pull away from him
whose eyes draw
you forth into them.
Against his chest
you lay your head
as he lifts your chin
for a gentle kiss.
The kiss of death,
It says goodbye,
Without a reason or a why,
Then comes back and says to me,
Oh my dear,
How I love thee.
by L. M. Montes
Trying to find balance in a crazy-busy world.
An Author of Many Parts
Words That Leave A Lasting Impression
Jesus is not a religion but a relationship with God
Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
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