When She cries She brings the storm in, and I love the feeling of Her tears on my face, not because they are happy tears, but because I know I am not alone. Her tears cover mine and cover me in a love that transcends happy moments. Her love is that of tender hugs and sacred silence, but She also loves like a storm- loudly and deeply and wholly and without apology.
Her Tears Soothe Mine
by Jenna Burgess