Wrapped up all secure and warm.
Snug and safe; Protected from the world.
Life is so wonderful when I am sheltered in his arms.
The threatening whirlwinds of the world can’t reach me.
Strong Biceps and forearms envelop me.
Covered in the armor of God he wards off evil.
He is my shield, my defense against wickedness.
The world all around fades into bliss,
Completely separating us as we hold each other.
We are purely enclosed in a blanket of happiness.
Thursday, February 9
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3 comments:
ick, who would do that with you?
I think that it is completly sweet and I look forward to hearing more about this wonderful guy. There's nothing "ick" about it.
Since when is a hug ick?
It's not like she is swapping saliva or anything. There is nothing gross about hug. -Well unless you are some sick perv who goes crazy when a girls body barely touches yours.
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