There is a place both real
And scarce to be believed
A place sublimely gilt with leaf of soft fulfillment
And in this place I find myself
Whenever your voice sounds
In this place I find myself at passion's touch
And glory's kiss
In this place I find myself when breath comingles,
In this place I find myself, shown what truths your eyes possess
This place of hearts
This place of gifts
Where beauty lifts
And love abounds
In this place I find myself
Because you speak to who I am.
By grace of gracious, perfect you
In this place life seems as new.
a poem for my studly love hunk!
1 year ago