Entering your room is like walking through the most beatiful rose garden The vibrant colours brings the sensation of joy, my Angels throne room and the queen itself Your soothing presence in your radiant stream your calming voice gives peace for restles mind Like an angelic choir Words falls out from your tender lips Listening you will balance my wavering mind I embrace the silhouette of the sculpted art When i lay my eyes upon The reflection in the mirrors of the soul Paints your picture into my inner core The potrait in my mind diminish most beautiful roses These Feelings do not listen to my mind Heart will have it’s own story to tell Maybe it is meant to be, maybe it is not my decision to make In God we trust.
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