Simple are the words spoken,
the complication comes with the action.
The cross I bare is one that brings surrender.
You’re my hero, sweet rejoice.
Look and see that my arms are open.
The vision of our bodies braided,
a woven tapestry.
Sweet is my love for you.
Audrey Evans
1/19/2009
A contest entry
- Tell Her I Love Her by bluecollarlove.
7000 points, ended February 4, 13 entries
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