Absent Love
Way down deep inside of me a further distance than ewer smile when ewe are gone a nautical mile and eye have not the magic of ewer words the wonder of ability occurs inside of me and all my love it is still there but seems to slip into a corner of my heart to dwell it tries to hide from all the former hatred that comes to take away my blessing from the scar between my ribs from the spearepointe in my side where the water and the blood came forth when my savior died. There is a balance between GOD and Man
And what he will allow a man to do unto himself We must say Jesus first and then the LOVE. This idea came to me cause ewe aer gone. This is absent love.
