These words to you, I read every day to the world

Theses feelings that's staring

At your picture running through my blood  rapidly

I`m that Prayer

Where believing has know eyes to be faith

Conversant with your orgasms 

How your heart gave me a island call you

Where the beaches made a bed for diamond

And every day passion

That's to extreme for a Guinness world record

That's to expensive for money to put hit self on layaway

Your to beautiful for history

 To even look back at it`s past

When God made you

The earth ask, could he give you as a gift

Because what I have 

Even a moment couldn't find his existence

Because your identity was, I love you 

Where time needed my hand 

Because his hour couldn't touch you

like I could

And when we touch we updated love  

To show God 

Our Praised and Worship 

Was a love our bed couldn't defile

By Fredrick Pennix

 Aka Praiser the Show-Off Worshiper