Wednesday, April 8, 2009

His Temple

If a body is a temple
then yours is surely the finest.

Your eyes like stained glass
reflecting your emotions,

Your voice saying the holiest things
and the naughtiest, all music to my ears,

Your hands as hard as church pews
but what gentleness they posses,

Your heart as bright as sunshine
filtering through your wonderful kindness,

Your soul as pure as holy ground
always putting others first,

Your body is a temple
and it is the finest.

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