Answered Prayer ~ Poem =]

His name resides in two forms,
Created in two different ways,
Holy saviour and by his mother,
Upon his name I do pray.

Touches spread like wildfire,
Across pure white snow,
Turn my pale to ruby red,
And watch as I glow.

True belief is my devotion,
Of his omniscient mind,
He knows all of my secrets,
And every truth he finds.

Nothing can be hidden,
Inside my star shine eyes,
For he has created them,
And they are no longer mine.

Heart and soul are his to cherish,
His to break and shatter,
I will be his willing sacrafice,
And watch my own blood splatter.

Controls me with his waking words,
And I can never object,
He shields my heart from unwanted lies,
And promises always kept.

If you ever asked of me,
To say which I cherished most,
I would always answer with,


"The man on which I dote".
 
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