This one's especially for Mrs. William Pinkerton...
Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by
You never get to stop and open your eyes
One minute you're waiting for the sky to fall
The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all
Lovers in a dangerous time
These fragile bodies of touch and taste
This fragrant skin this hair like lace
Spirits open to the thrust of grace
Never a breath you can afford to waste
Lovers in a dangerous time
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime
Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight
Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
From Anna---Thank you Mrs. Amos Lightner, you say it better than I can (and always did).
ReplyDeleteP.S. Please re-invite me to your blog! I haven't been able to get to it for a while.
ReplyDeleteWhere did you find such beautiful words that fit. My hope for you is that God's grace will always be sufficient.
I love you so much!