Greetings brothers of steemchurh , today I want to share with you a beautiful poem that i wrote for my Lord Jesus is the source of all inspiration. You have a beautiful day full of the superabundance of the United.
The look.
without looking,
deep in your eyes that are my truth.
eyelids hide in this cascade of sun,
which pour out for me when I am coming to you.
with words what your desatas
with your look.
that with impetuosity
always defeat me,
and sometimes with sweetness is usually call
and I let herself be dragged me without resistance.
if I turn my gaze elsewhere,
only the void, the ,nothing ,the loneliness...
because you're looking at
getting into the depths
that holds your look.