Oh his majestic beauty
In my sight
His earthly form
I could not touch
His heavenly eyes
His spiritual soul
So godly in manner
Standing upright
And glorious form
Overwhelming me
And all my senses
Every time I was near
My craving to touch
The sin of my lust
Oh how I wished
Oh how I feared
It chased me away
Now drawing me to return
Return home
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© Sarah Stites
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