Monday, April 11, 2011
My love . . .
I have waited for you, patiently, as night fell time and time again. I sang your song but always alone in the silence of your invisible throne. I've prayed for you when the winds blew high and beat against the darkened sky. I knew you'd come just as I prayed. A warrior ready to take his place. I stand your queen. I rest your lover. I wear this smile in all your honor.
Posted by bebe booth at 10:24 AM