| Astonishment |
| Sitting in the moonlight, Gazing up at the stars, Writing by starlight, And wondering where you are. Breeze blowing through my hair, On my skin it feels so bare, Longing for your gentle touch, And a warmth that feels my heart so very much. Is this love, Or is this passion? I ask God above, "Why am I acting in this fashion?" The feeling I have is truly unexplainable. I didn't even think I was capable. If this happiness is truly love, I send my greatest thanks to the Lord above. ~Kristina R. Manuel~ |
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