romance

man Lord! you...you are romance in its finest form...
romance in its most embarrassing, uncontrolled and spontaneous form...
red roses of passion...thousands of candles don't display the heat and flame of your desires for me...
....my chest aches for the one i love...
...i unbearably long for the presence and response of the one i love...

forgive this wandering heart of mine...
forgive the weak adulterous in me...
forgive me when i don't trust your profession of passion...

oh the way that you look at me...and search my soul with your piercing eyes...
they way you take me by the and firmly and lead me to your chambers
the way you lay yourself bare with vulnerability and express the secret longings of your heart...
the way you embrace me with a vigor that seems to have been locked away for a thousand years and has finally been freed....
...take me now, Lord...

your love inflames the core of my being...
.....the deepest parts of my mind you have explored...
the most sacred places of my heart you have fought for and won...

oh my Lover...
my sweet knight and prince...
my own heart can't contain this rebellious obsession....i want you.

and when darkness and death come knocking at our door...may i pull the covers of love tightly around me and cling to the chest of my Lord....