Let me touch you with My Light, that is God's, that is Ours. Light is information, but it is also Love.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Sad Willow
I sat under a broken-hearted willow tree, she cried and stained me with her cobalt tears. I tried to comfort her with warm sweet songs, she hadn't felt loved in quite so long. Darling willow blue, wish I could dare to feel as much as you..
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