Monday, March 19, 2012

Sunday is never the same*

Sunday is never the same*

Tender and mild, our Love is so gentle and meek
We hold out so long, waiting until the end of the week
Our Love during that time grows and grows
When we meet soon, my heart will be like a river that flows
But it will be of one time during the week as this is the way
The only time of that week that it is never the same, Sunday

Dom*Colucci 2012


  1. waiting through the week for fulfilment- quite a self control for sure.

    beautiful and tender.

    lots of love.

  2. nice how one can do this...then that is the true test of patience when one is in Love my Precious Flower of God's is like a flower that awaits for the rain...enjoy and I Love You(+)