Bare me
Haste
in my walk, pace in my presence, urgency in my run… my takeoff is abrupt…
My
hair is wild like wool floating rage-fully in the wind.
My
fascination is griping… appall and at awe. I urge you to bare me, hold me, and
carry me for I am the one who helps create your world, your reality.
To
hold tightly is to worry no more as long as this, “Here and now is captured”
the string of this harp will scream songs of your beating heart that cast a
melody of hope... I was born for this purpose.
just lOve and be blessed by lOve
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