I need to tell you I love you. Every chance is a brand new opportunity to be in love with you. O' My Love God, I cannot count the numerous times I have spoken, thought, dreamed, and written of this love. This love for you keeps growing! The need is great and I tell of the love for you in many days I have the love sickness. Holy places of love fill my heart and I being with you I look from the balconies to all nations because I am marrying You the King of Kings.
Your bride, MIISRAEL WinniespoetrySunday's LoveLettersJune2016