Saturday, March 14, 2020

In the Warmth Of Your Presence

To taste of the nectar
To know the scent of Heaven
To feel the warmth of the sun ascending
Cannot be stolen from my existence
Yours is the highest treasure
Yours is the highest blessing
To begin without ending
You are the love I pursue
And long for you in torment
Your love is unending
And will endure beyond the moment

“I have drunken deep of joy,
And I will taste no other wine tonight.”  Percy Bysshe Shelley