Softly, I hear you open the door
(My love has returned!)
Quietly you walk across the room
(You do not want to disturb me)
I lie motionless pretending to sleep
(I know how you love to hold me)
I feel the weight of you as you slide into bed
(Anticipation is almost too much to bear)
Then, your arms slide around me with such tenderness
(How can I contain my joy?)
You whisper in my ear, “You are my love”
(I can wait no longer!)
“I love you too!”
I turn to face you
Our lips meet
And we become one
A young widow joins her aunt’s house-restoration project in the wilderness, determined to take a stand for independence, but two men have different plans for her—and so does God.
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