It was so cold this morning, that I remained under the covers for hours, and vowed not to get up unless necessary. But to the contrary, every thought that I had was of you...
How though I lay alone, cold as it were, I'd have gotten up for you. A cup of coffee, your breakfast in bed, if I could I'd bring the bathroom in, so you wouldn't have to move.
It sounds a bit silly, but it's true... It's called love, sacrifice, I'd deny myself to comfort, satisfy, provide for and please you.
Just to witness your smile, would place my heart on a high that only God could provide, when I'm beside you.
I imagine your unveiling, as we face each other claiming to the world, and before the Lord the love we share. Our spirits begin to mesh, equally yoked being one flesh, without a care, no despair, but an agape love, which is o' so rare.
This time alone, fasting & prayer, has rendered me disclosing ere' single portion of my heart to God, yet you're still there. Twas His will that we meet, however not indiscreet, but with our all in Him... A love so pure, so sweet... Marriage. - Erron R. Johnson
I love you so much. 💜
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