I.
His nature draws me in—
supportive,
rooting and seeding me—
His.
II.
Rough like boulder rock,
smoothed by a kiss
of bare skin to skin,
melding in—
velvet forgiveness.
III.
Tan-touched by His sun,
warming and exposing me—
gentling the darkest night,
once my home—
until His wings
inspired my heart to sing.
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