Poems from ecimase
Words, those precious things
That we all hold so dear
What, may I honestly ask
Would we do without them?
This way of self expression...
What comes to mind
When you hear that word:
Eternal
Is it life everlasting?
Or maybe more
Eternal
Is it our love?
And longing for each...
My heart knows of God’s love
But do you know my story?
My body rejoices in the Lord...
Cold, brisk air
Trembling at my face
When I think of you
Of your bright smile
Standing alone
My eyes turned
Towards you
Your passion...
We all have our preferences
You and I, he and she
From our individual tastes
In food, friends, music, coffee
Friends may say or speak
In...