I’m unsure how others
Can so easily find
The heart of another,
Just to hold and love.
Lord,
I pray that I don’t
Seek for love and treasure
To boast to others,
Sitting on the shelf,
To never be used properly.
I pray that when
The season is just right,
And when this mysterious person
Waltzes into my life,
You will prepare me
To love this man,
And to be loved by him.
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Burning Flowers
PoetryA collection of my poetry that I have written over the past years, as well as months. Themes come from parts of my life, such as hurt, grief, codependency, and experiencing the love of God. All poetry is of my original work.
