Morning Glory - Tomorrow @ 8
In the morning when I rise,
I gaze into your eyes,
reflecting in your glory, your grace,
I hear the smile upon your face.
Reading a Daily Bread, sensing yer' love,
you'd die for me, for thee, your heart's full of,
lying in silence, nothing equals the treasure,
not silver, not gold; this moment's ultimate pleasure.
Sharing a union of two hearts,
trust resides, intimacy starts,
may the sun stand still, this time not end,
this place and time, and my one true friend.
Time to go, time won't wait,
again when we meet, tomorrow at 8:00,
in a moment, a life began to unfold,
more than a touch, or a hand to hold.
Your heart's my pursuit, what I long for,
to me a pure joy, not just another chore,
my prayer is - may God bless you more,
grant all you could imagine or hope for.
©2006 Randolph D. Brown Jr.
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