In God's eyes - he is perfect

He has it all - It's him

His eyes are there to melt me

His hands so soft and gentle.

And he is always there for me

Through painful moments alone

His warmth spreads all around

Like butter, calming, soothing.

And if tears spring to my yes

They're gone, with one brush of his hand

For pain and tears should not be there

For where he, is joy.

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