SUNDAY'S LOVE LETTER: December 20, 2015
SUNDAY'S LOVE LETTER
My Dear God of Love:
Masterpieces took me away with the morning's skies. I beheld the marvelous handy-works of a most Beautiful ONE. I write of YOU my Love God! My God! I cried with the echoes of the remembering me. No where am I but with Thee in everyplace! As I walked on the soil of the earth, in the buildings of me I am walking with all the LOVE of Thee. I draw nigh to elevating of promises, soon I will no longer walk those territories as I do now, I will be recognized greatly that the crowds will draw near shores to see. However, it is with YOU that they see me. They will wonder and awe at the purity of beauty of the dove descending over me is always YOU. Yet, I am in love with YOU and a Sunday's Letter may entail the future of us is here and now, now and forever. You make the masterpieces of canvas in a bride such as I. Sunday's are beautiful travels. . .
Love,
MIISRAEL
WINNIESPOETRY LOVELETTERSDec2015
My Dear God of Love:
Masterpieces took me away with the morning's skies. I beheld the marvelous handy-works of a most Beautiful ONE. I write of YOU my Love God! My God! I cried with the echoes of the remembering me. No where am I but with Thee in everyplace! As I walked on the soil of the earth, in the buildings of me I am walking with all the LOVE of Thee. I draw nigh to elevating of promises, soon I will no longer walk those territories as I do now, I will be recognized greatly that the crowds will draw near shores to see. However, it is with YOU that they see me. They will wonder and awe at the purity of beauty of the dove descending over me is always YOU. Yet, I am in love with YOU and a Sunday's Letter may entail the future of us is here and now, now and forever. You make the masterpieces of canvas in a bride such as I. Sunday's are beautiful travels. . .
Love,
MIISRAEL
WINNIESPOETRY LOVELETTERSDec2015
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