it was only fitting
that as I stared
the singing ceased
there were
no words
for what I felt
as I looked at you
the room became cluttered
with theology, thoughts, and time
it was only fitting
that as I stared
the singing ceased
there were
no words
for what I felt
as I looked at you
the room became cluttered
with theology, thoughts, and time
Jesus loves his Bride, the Church, intensely, and he is rigorsly monogamous. He will not let anything come between his marriage to her. That said, my own wife inspired this poem. I want to add to it, but not quite sure yet.
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