6/21/07

The King offers the promise of heaven in His hand
The heaven of His glory

He calls
My soul is stirred by longing
breaking through my dreams and
reverie
Bursting my heart free from the *******
of the earthly realm

His eyes of fire and love
seek my face
Our gazes lock

He invites me to dance
I reach out my hand
His first touch so warm and electric
I draw nearer
My first step is tentative
His arm of strength envelops me
His right hand stops to caress my face
His embrace is passion personified

He leads me so meekly
a Shepherd with an infant lamb

He whispers so tenderly
the words of peace, love and joy
I sigh
As He lifts my head
For our first kiss

Enraptured by the pulse of His heart
He is a rose, blood red with petals
dancing in a cool breeze
He is my Bridegroom

He is building our shelter
our habitation
of joy
forever