Pursue
He pursues me always pursues me first He loves me always loves me first
Pure eyes. He has pure eyes for you. Can't you see it? You want the love He has to give you.
She knows how to read Him. So He trusts her. She knows how to perceive Him. So He confides in her. When she’s close and when she’s not around, His soul will be found by her.
Tears flowered out like rose petals when He felt the brushing silk on his lips. The aromatic scent of her incense. The soft and supple skin of her thumbprint etched in his hand.
show me Your love when the morning dawns carry Your love when the evening song tarries on purpose to verses You wrote in a fiery furnace
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.
He loves me so I don’t care what you think of me He craves me so I don’t mind if you wish you were dreaming like we dream and seeing…
You love me like a samurai loves to ride with honor and glory at King’s tide
There’s a secret garden beyond the ivy where the roses pirouette and the lilacs play duets unto the stars. A secret passageway that only One can find