no_man_can_be_the_hand_of_grace blueberries you gave me this, a cloud to lay on, a blanket to cover my nakedness, smoke to hide the phantom memory of an older scent. come around, i'm down, i need your eyes to pierce my lonely, empty, bleeding heart. your smile to erase the pain and chase away the ghosts who haunt my every thought. 011220 ... ClairE they keep trying to tell me. If we can find salvation in a baby's eyes, why not in a man's strong arms? I know what I'm doing. I always sound like I'm getting in too deep. 011220 ... megan although i like to tease myself sometimes. i like to lay with you, and imagine that there's nothing else, except the here and now, these arms. your hands touch_me, it feels as though there's power in those hands. all so beautiful. a lullaby, for me. but, no, it is not real. it is love, yes, but i must remember that you alone cannot save me. i must grasp onto my God, for He is the only Way, the Truth, and the Life. i've been mistaking myself for so long, telling myself that you are my way, my truth, and my life. you are but a wonderful huge detail, but in order to have you, i must have Him. thank you for understanding, no man can be the hand of grace. 030218 ... unsolicited advice no woman 131108 what's it to you? who go blather from