Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Love bread.


A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates my soul.
And as each sound goes deeper,
It's you that makes me whole.

There is no corner, no dark place,
Your love cannot fill.
And if the world starts causing waves,
It's your devotion that makes them still.

And yes you always speak to me,
In sweet honesty and truth.
Your caring heart keeps out the rain,
Your love, the ultimate roof.

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