A young girl's plea with God to let her boyfriend stay. |
For as he stepped in upon the moonlight, his face shone like no other she had ever seen. It was spell binding beautiful, like a glorious sunrise containing an array of colors scattered across the horizon. She knew of no faults he contained, she knew only of his ability to enable her to feel. Each moment she encountered in his presence she prayed for for thanks. He knew of the world, he knew of grace. He held within his palms, the ability to make her feel like there was no other place but with him. He reached for her face, and held it in his hands, she closed her eyes and prayed she had not lost. She wanted him only to speak of love, of hope, of fate and how their's could never be betrayed. She stroked his hair slowly, she touched his face gently, gliding each finger over it; memorizing how every detail felt. The smoothness of his skin, the fullness of his lips, she kissed them and held her breath. Oh dear Lord, must you take this man away from me tomorrow? Let me teach him the writings of the very soul, let me guide and protect, let me learn and expand, let me love him to the fullest extent. For he shall never look back and regret, that, I can promise. Oh let him stay here close to my all, and I shall give it to him. |