I suspected a lot of things
Could endanger our fragile romance,
But I never, ever expected
The kind of damage
That has been wrought
By my role as layspeaker
Within my church.
Are you so insecure
That you cannot accept
The service I help provide
To my friends
And clergy?
B for "Baby I don't understand?" or B for "I am a spoiled Baby?"
Let those wings to take the heart to a more reasuring place with another more reasuring heart.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla.
Let those wings to take the heart to a more reasuring place with another more reasuring heart.
Georg
Edwin