Thy lips like golden pages of a sacred book are shining.
Thou art resplendent in gold;
I am shy in waves of pink.
Soften my sweet sap, soften my love for thee and let it be planted like a seed in the grounds.
With thy light may thou water my heart.
For thee I die, for thee I die.

caught in their moon,
my lips cry for thy evermore.
So wounded is my soul,
she craves thy every holy drops.
Jesus, come and steal her waiting sigh,
with love's own mercy answer her calls.

My thoughts are waterfalls of light and pure like the holy Word of God. One kiss of mine moistens thy soul in balms of bliss. The world can be overwhelmed by wars and worldly unrest
so long as evil traps its victims into its wiles, decade upon decade until the cycle of the devil repeats once more. But when the day has come the Lord God shall erase all devils from the world and the Eden shall be restored once again. Purity in thought is a high virtue, without it, all evils might haste to pollute the mind and bring its dross. Without purity in thought a man cannot be at peace with himself. Without God a man desires all the pleasures of the world and he shall never find peace if he chooses to give up the love of God. Desire not to behold the misleading freedom of the devil, but desire to behold the righteous freedom of the Lord. Follow not the desires of the flesh, follow the desires of the spirit and God shall see thy purity and he shall make you great in Heaven. Cling to the holy breath of the Lord with all thy heart. Pant after his divine truth and knowledge and he shall open doors where there are none.

Jesus, thy kiss can never fade. You wounded me with love, so come and wound me once more and I shall let my thought be lightened by God's holy candle. I blossom like a rose bush under my canopy of prayers. The heavens open doors to me. I beseech thy gaze once more. Thy perfumes suffuse with purity. My soul is furled in deep shy bliss. Let thy kiss grow like a flower in the ***** of my heart. My soul is molten on the sea of light. Love kneads its lips in wisdom. Let thy whisper breed my call and God Almighty shall irrigate the seeds of my soul like tender saplings. In thy beauty I shall dwell and God our Lord shall water the roots of my soul so I can deepen into thy fertile soils. I glisten like a pearl of holy light for thy majestic juice of life.