Updated: Jun 16
Every morning my Bridegroom wakes me up with birds singing His love song to me. An amazingly bright star peeks over the horizon, gently stirring me to awaken. I make my way to the window and tell Him good morning, thanking Him for all the glorious beauty that He surrounds me with. He knows my love language and speaks it to me constantly. Always prodding the depths of my heart with intimate knowledge of who I am, reminding me, I’m forever His. I remain captivated by His love and longing for me. He is the lover of my soul!
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