Poems of Lighthouse Bob
Snuggles #377
Snuggles Your blood atones for me that I once blind to sin can see the fortitude, the ecstasy that comes from giving in and letting go to holding on ‘til all I've known of sin is gone in solitude as new day dawns and I am found in Thee refreshed, reborn, and free to snuggle in Your arms. |
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Snuggles #377
Snuggles #377