• randy_moon 31w

    Letter to Grace

    A river of thoughts, my dear Grace,
    Rush around my head. Divine eyes
    Glisten off its waters. Your face
    Waits beneath the surface in disguise.
    My heart to thee, remised.

    Wrapped in a veil of awe when I
    Think of you, no voice can compare
    To the symphony I descry
    From my abundance of lonely prayers,
    Your song then beautifies.

    Though the bloom of your smile never
    May glow for me, its rich to know
    A queen as you sees me below,
    Though I’m squirming in my endeavors
    That thy face hath bestowed.