As iron sharpens iron
one person sharpens another
I am the belt, the knife in your hand
I decompress as you make me a better man
Your smile is brighter than a
school bus on a hot summer's day
your mind is strong as 500mg
morphine pills to a novice patient
You never wanted to be my connive
you want to be my right from wrong
I respect your honesty, I love your soul
your personality is meek, your heart is gold
I want to love you as if God is in the room
I would never disrespect you if I knew your Father was in the room
the light of my life as the candles burn
she leads me in the right direction, I'm never concerned
- Author: Martice Buckley (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 24th, 2017 16:22
- Category: Love
- Views: 22
Comments1
Very beautiful. She’s a lucky woman.
thanks a lot!
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