Tuesday, April 12, 2011

My Love

True love reaches out as demonstrated by our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ; For while we were yet sinners He died for us.

            Your heart was bleeding
            The wound needed treatment
            You were restless and troubled
            Your anger, held in,
             threatened like a volcano
             lying dormant;
            Bitterness held you captive
            blind to all around!

            I sought you out, pursuing
            Like a young lover, I endeared
            enticing you with perfumed words
            I made you feel worthy and needed
            reaching deep in your spirit
           Where your heart was locked
            safe and secured against hope.

            I opened it so gently with
            My alluring aroma of hope
            I melted the lock with tender
            mercy healing the wound with
            The balm that last, my love!

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