It hums like stars behind closed eyes,
A rhythm deep where silence lies.
It sparks beneath a tender glance,
A current born of circumstance.
It’s in the breath between two hearts,
In how the universe restarts
When fingers brush, when time stands still—
Love bends the world to its soft will.
It crackles warm through skin and soul,
A force that surges, pure and whole.
Not just in words or perfect lines,
But in the way your light meets mine.
Like gravity, unseen yet true,
It pulls me ever close to you.
No need for maps, no need to roam—
The energy of love is home.
It’s fire and calm, it’s storm and peace,
A wildness wrapped in sweet release.
So let it rise, let it ignite—
We are electric in its light.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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