teri bronte (June 15,19- / Knoxville, TN)
His touch let's me know im wanted..
His touch leads me further to my destiny..
My head bow's as my knee's bend to His touch..
My will is given to Him to guide me to what i can only imagine will be wonderful as His touch.
I was empty and incomplete, but His touch i know will fill me, and the attention i crave He will offer me as i obey His touch.
As He shows kindness to my soul, body and mind.
His gentle touch is what gives me the peace i feel and joy and happiness i was missing.
I have freely given to him my gift of submission.
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