You are my perfect ANGEL... You are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your Heart. Your Eyes... Don't change them, your full African lips, how lovely when they part in prayer....
Your African nose, so perfect in form. Your hands so gentle to touch, I've caressed your dark wool and face in your deepest sleep. I've held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives and breaths,
Man walk with me in the heat of the day, yet he was alone. He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me. So everything I wanted man to Share and experience with me. I fashioned in to you, My Holiness, My Strength, My Purity, My Love, My Protection and Support..
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