krystynn:

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    • It is His strength that i turn to
    on dark evenings, when the wind howls
    to sleep secure in His arms.

    It is His strength that fills
    my mind each day,
    as i go throughout doing my chores

    It is His strength that makes me
    shutter and shiver in the heat
    of the passion He brings to me.

    It is His strength that i love and desire
    and see in no other

    It is His hand upon my throat, my breast
    His breath on my lips
    that makes my world complete.

    But it is His caring, compassion and wisdom
    that has
    Mastered
    this sub

    ~krystynn