You're loved more then a human mind could ever comprehend.
You're loved endlessly x infinity.
You have been stripped bare, only to be wrapped in the finest of all materials, the most exquisite of all tapestries known to God and man.
Such a clothing that one can't stand to look, such a power that even darkness hides when you turn towards.
A splendor not even the greatest of earthly kings has been rewarded with.
Because of this, you're known, feared, enjoyed, mocked, hated, coveted, and persecuted.
But you're beautiful because of it.
You're lovely.
You're loved.
YOU ARE READING
Incomplete thoughts.
PoetryA collection of words that convey incomplete stories from my mind. Some mere sentences, some paragraphs with misplaced conclusions. A fragment of a picture.
