Thunder roared when the sky soared higher and higher into the galaxies converging. Lightning sparkled… in the showcase of a starry night unfurling like ribbons of silk in the waters beneath.
Close your eyes. Remember how he looks at you. He's got lashes on his heart, fluttering freely. Batting wildly. Full and luscious. Dark and lavish. Like the ones he made to frame the ocular lens. God's eyes gaze intimate. His heart connects at the instant He draws you in close to Him.