I discover that I embrace
Gentle hands upon my skin;
As if soft fingers understand
The body’s need for nurturing.
I am drawn to the eyes that
Gaze upon my presence;
As if they see what the
Soul has long searched for.
I am allured to the sound of
A caring voice calling my name;
As if it is the word those lips
Have perfected over time.
However, I am most attracted to
The possibility of one day speaking
God’s majestic name with my own lips;
And feeling his presence with
My own hands; and seeing his glory
Through my own eyes; only then
Will I know true love.
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