Tony Conti's Heart Pregnant; Taylor Swift's Hopeful News #taylordatetony #ts7 #taylorswift #yntcd

* Spirit of Jesus pray for me
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* Saints pray for me
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+-----Tony Conti's Heart  Pregnant; Taylor  Swift's Hopeful News

Taylor, my heart is
a Hebrew crone-wife
barren on melancholy’s
desert sands. Hunched beside
avid romantic longing as
the great trees of Mamre.
Susceptible; my singleness’s
persistence like 90 years’
cynicism of cruel girls’ dating
refusals… taunting my womb
of aspirations void. But babes!
Your smile is 3 earnest angels
disguised as men assaying
my plight. Your blue eyes
three seahs of finest flour
worthy, your lips the price
of a tender calf, curds and milk.
If you took me to Starbucks,
– the most auspicious
(Bae) news: “I will surely return
to you about this time next year,
and [you] will have a son.” Our
kiss’d be a child of love. Isaac.

------Genesis 18:1-12
The Lord appeared to Abraham near the great trees of Mamre while he was sitting at the entrance to his tent in the heat of the day.  Abraham looked up and saw three men standing nearby. When he saw them, he hurried from the entrance of his tent to meet them and bowed low to the ground. He said, “If I have found favor in your eyes, my lord, do not pass your servant by. Let a little water be brought, and then you may all wash your feet and rest under this tree. Let me get you something to eat, so you can be refreshed and then go on your way—now that you have come to your servant.” “Very well,” they answered, “do as you say.” So Abraham hurried into the tent to Sarah. “Quick,” he said, “get three seahs of the finest flour and knead it and bake some bread.” Then he ran to the herd and selected a choice, tender calf and gave it to a servant, who hurried to prepare it. He then brought some curds and milk and the calf that had been prepared, and set these before them. While they ate, he stood near them under a tree. “Where is your wife Sarah?” they asked him. “There, in the tent,” he said. Then one of them said, “I will surely return to you about this time next year, and Sarah your wife will have a son.” Now Sarah was listening at the entrance to the tent, which was behind him. Abraham and Sarah were already very old, and Sarah was past the age of childbearing. So Sarah laughed to herself as she thought, “After I am worn out and my lord is old, will I now have this pleasure?