And more than platonic love

soft whipsers of Love, an embrace, His life sacrificed so that I can live. This is a romance, I want to grab the rose He created in my mouth, give Him my heart and fall into His arms for the night. And my lips breathe His name while my heart goes into pre-heart attack mode. WHAT RIGHT DO I HAVE?...and yet He still LOVES me...Jesus <3<3<3