You look me up
You bring me up
You look me up
From the sky
You make it clear
Ever so crystal clear
That you can't even whisper a sound
But only I can hear
Every word that became your thoughts
Your like a ghost
One that breathes down my neck
And shows me just what it means to be loved by you
I love the way you caress my skin
And you ask if every move you make is okay
Like you are asking for permission or admission for a ticket in to be yourself
When you are the actor and I am the actress running the show in this movie motion picture
You can love me
You can hold me
But one thing I ask is for you to never leave me
Just be right there holding me and massaging me with your tender hands and warm thoughts that keep this dream of you and I alive this close to the holiday we call Christmas time.
YOU ARE READING
The story of how faith over fear changed the heart of Christmas
PoesíaChoosing faith over your fears is not an easy task take it from someone who has dealt with fears all of her life and still learning how to write her very own Christmas story as well. Even battling life everyday is no walk in the park either but I'v...
