God Comes First, but

The cold and icy tint in his eyes

and the dark and black color of his hair

he lifts his hands, not to impress

but to release his distress and be set free from his chains

when the phone vibrates and she sees his name

she smiles and quickly replies

she adores his love for the one above

and the sweetness in his voice

she loves the way he looks at her

but shes not sure if he feels the same

  –Trinity Gonzalez-Chavez  

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