Like A Bride With Only Love To Chauffeur Her Heart

Lord, Your Love Speaks and my heart melts. 

My thoughts turn to the fragrance of warm and inviting,

as a smile forces its place across my countenance.

Finding even my breathing

releases a world of cares

that were so heavy

prior to the entrance of Your invasion

of such Passion. 

My eyes lift to catch Your Glance

and sense Your amazing Opinion

now staring straight into my soul

 - and I’m motionless.  

Like waves of sensations

I relive over and over Your Pursuit for me,

as I treasure Your Search

to Hear every thought I might have.  

Tears seem to be my first word;

shyness my second,

as I admit I am shocked at such Love

You Express for me. 

I seem unable to stop my want

to guess what more

this encounter will provoke within me,

as my heart develops this inflamed reaction,

to Love that penetrates

beyond the curtain I hide behind.  

What uncomprehending Love

that Pulls my heart

to the interest

of the God of all creation

for Focus. 

I have become the subject matter

under discussion,

the topic of Your Heart,

the specialty of Your Business. 

I have but tears for return. 

Tears that I do not even know

what they are saying

… just tears? 

I let them fall for how could I hold them back?  

I know only to want more

of this that compels my heart

to seek without fear,

like a bride with only love

to chauffeur her heart

to the arms of embrace. 

The structure of my life

becomes a fervent cry;

to see Your Face,

to stand in the presence

of this staggering affection,

to wait in the astonishing drift of patience

for each sound I might catch of Your Existence. 

Here in the Essence,

the nucleus of belonging to such Love,

speechless with only my tears,

I listen as You break out into a Love Song. 

My feet seem to no longer touch the ground

as I ascend into this Piece of Music

 arranged to lift my soul. 

My downcast soul has been redeemed

to see the Favor of Love’s Passion. 

A Touch that sounds astronomical,

from my head to foot,

pierces as I gather under Love

that has me asking so many questions. 

I believe, for You are. 

I love, for You Love me