Guest guest Posted June 9, 2009 Report Share Posted June 9, 2009 The Temple You cannot begin to fathom my need, my longing for you. I have sold my soul a thousand times, aspiring that your heart would wear my name. Just to hold you, to know and taste who you are, Outside of the realm my dreams create. The incandescent pulses my senses register. The world can see you totally within my eyes. I am captivated, haunted by the perfection you are. The Holy Three; Your body, your heart, and your light. The temple, doors locked and crosses covered, as I sit on the steps in pouring rain. Randy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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