Crafted delicately by the creator himself. Every nerve, curve,  joint,  perfectly made to fit the creator's purpose. Taken out of the "man" he formed her breathing life into her. "Woman" he called her. Help meet, companion, friend. He made her for himself to radiate his glory. He breathed his love in her heart. Her tenderness... Continue Reading →


Non Posso lasao andare.

Time after time day after day I wait. Hoping that I can let go. I have thought long and hard about this. The paths we are both meant to take are in opposite directions. There are questions with no answers. Promises that cannot be made. Paths that will never be taken. There is the "betrothal"... Continue Reading →


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