I stare at his photograph;
memorizing every line and curve.
Every shadow tells a story;
exhaustion, pain, heartache.
His eyes hypnotize;
casting a spell upon my soul.
Lips so sensuous and soft;
teasing me with promises.
I run my finger along his jawline;
admiring his strength and courage.
My love grows stronger every day.
I hold his photograph; he holds my heart.
© Debra McLain
Excerpt from the book “To Conquer Or Die Trying”
Debra McLain resides in California. She is mother to two daughters and three granddaughters. She works in agriculture, although her passion is in writing. Her dream is to publish a best seller regarding her twenty-eight year battle with an eating disorder and the spiritual awakening that followed.
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