When She Touches Me, I Am Overwhelmed

When times are hard and things are tough
She stands by me and holds my hands,
Touches me softly and whispers to
Me that she loves me and adores me.
I can barely breathe in those moments.
Am I truly worthy of this woman, this love?
Overwhelmed, I kiss the sweetest lips God ever made.

 

 

 

[Read down the first word of each line. See?]

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