My Healer

by the simple girl   Jan 8, 2007


He speaks to me what cannot be expressed,
He heals my heart and lets it rest.
His cool voice soothes my troubled soul,
He flows from heaven and makes me whole.

His eyes burn into me, inside and out,
He guides me through and I have no doubt.
He touches me and I get shivers down my spine,
For God I hope, that he will be mine.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    Ohhh I really enjoyed this, it was so sweet and hopeful.
    Flow was good throughout, and I really liked the ending.

  • 17 years ago

    by Anonymous Angel

    A lovely poem, it flows nicely great work 5/5