Good Thursday morning I'd like to read a poem that I wrote this morning when I woke up. It's called Holding Her like he never wanted to let her Go. The first time he held her in his arms he placed his beating heart next to hers. They melted into each other, refusing to let go a willingness to find out what would occur. She was everything and so much more than he had prayed for. She was truly a godsend
But nonetheless, that rapturous moment that you captured with your experience, obviously, and words and you shared here today was super beautiful. It's good to reflect back on those times when love is so intoxicating that it just it makes time stand still. So thanks for capturing it so well and sharing it from your perspective. And, yes, I appreciate it. I'm looking forward to some nice, fun, short poems in the future