• Spades

    by  • May 13, 2017 • LifeStuff • 0 Comments

    Inside
    She draws the line
    While outside
    Everything is fine

    Run to the stairwell
    Run out the door
    What is the matter?
    Don’t you love me more?

    Inside
    She plays the game
    Outside
    It’s all the same

    Hand on her hip
    Heart on a cloud
    Here is your dinner
    Striving out loud

    Come sit beside me
    Don’t talk that way
    You know I own you
    Nothing to say

    I am a dreamer
    You are a stain
    I’m a believer
    A giant migraine

    Hand on her hip
    Heart on the floor
    Here is your supper
    Get me some more

    He, he has your eyes
    He has his hands
    What kind of heart
    Will fill up this man

    Hand on her hip
    Heart buried away
    Here is some dinner
    Aren’t you going to stay?

    Outside
    She draws the line
    Inside
    Everything is fine

    She runs to the stairwell
    She runs out the door
    There is the answer
    You love you more.

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    A web programmer by day, I somehow still spend a lot of time thinking about relationships, God, and the significance of grace and love in daily events. I am old school in the sense that I believe in the reality of sin, and in the need of each human heart for deliverance to the Divine. I am one of those who believes that Jesus Christ is the Son of God, and that you can find most answers to life's pressing issues in Him and His Word, the Bible. I ain't perfect, and a lot of the time I ain't good, but by God's grace and kindness, I am forgiven and free.

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