She engages, free of pretense. Not moved by circumstance, mundane chance or mere happenstance."
There is a lady who's life travels have traversed mental continents of pain to a place known as the Celestial City of Gain. GIVE THE LADY A HAND!
There is a lady who has no more irresolute game, no time to heap disconsolate shame. Meet her and you are never able to perceive the same.
There is a lady, she's spoken her last maybe. She resounds super favorably. She declares with absolute certainty. GIVE THE LADY A HAND !
There is a lady, queen of the day, ruler of the night, a redwood in height, she operates smoothly, without sleight.
She inspired the poetic, moved the prophetic, rebuked the apathetic. GIVE
THE LADY A HAND!
There is a lady that is savior contained, self maintained, no need to explain. She is anointing retained, specifically attained.
She is the feminine expression, of unheard of, infinitesimal progression.
GIVE THE LADY A HAND!
Who is this lady, one dares to ask. Revealing her is a formidable task. Her genre, gender, generalization cannot tolerate capitulation.
She is the poster babe of Maslow's actualization. Freud's errant hypothesis is dismissed. Nietschke need not apply, he can't discern the "red wine" of her Judah eye. GIVE THE LADY A HAND!
She is undefinable. She is most desirable. She is GOD's LADY. She is used to gold. She walks on it. She is a depository of glory. She speaks in pictures of silver, WHO IS SHE????
She is God's Lady. She is the BRIDE. Adorned for her HUSBANDMAN....SHE RESPECTS THE GOD MAN!!!!
She is you. She is me. His bride throughout ETERNITY. Death shall never do US PART.
Oh my Holy God, keep me, never leave me til I see thee. To thee, I pledge my troth. I DO. I DO. YESSSSSSS. I DOOO!!!
Loveee you. Sir Brian
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