Sunday, September 26, 2021

Notes in Grandma's Sewing Machine

I love you beyond words. Your touch awakens passions I thought were gone. I cherish our time together more than you’ll ever know.
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Touch me with tenderness, with your gentle hands. Wrap your love around me. Let the sweetness linger until dawn.
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Our fingers entwined
We walk a trail
Follow deer tracks
Find a flowing spring
Share the wonder of God’s creation
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You brought me flowers today. Daisies and black-eyed Susans in your strong hands. The bouquet is on the kitchen table, brightening the room with sunshine colors.
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