He waits for me in silence,
No judgment in his eyes;
I shudder in his presence
To his soul’s anointing cries.
His arms around my back
I am protected from it all;
Every snap, every crack
Of the whip at Satan’s call.
The demons dance around,
Sowing doubt and taunting:
“True love you haven’t found!”
Their voices low and haunting.
But his hands cover my ears,
As his lips caress my own;
And never could I doubt
The love that he has shown.
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Submission Name: In Silence
