Friday, January 11, 2019

Holy Love

Your scent is lovelier
Than incense upon an altar
Your words comfort me
And work to redeem me
There is no other
Possessing more grace
Nor mercy
Nor hope
You call my name
And I gain strength
With every second within
The aura of your love
You move me
Your agile lithe frame
Moves me deeply
But lust is not my faith
There is no remnant of sorrow
Alive to grieve
No residue of pain
That remains
I should be rent
Torn to shreds
If you part
I bear your love upon my heart
Tattooed and permanent
Endless is your power
Beautiful is the lesson you impart
I am yours forever
I will be never leaving
The message is sent