Yeshua

Let us give thanks for song
for midnight’s graceful pause;
purple bloom of blessings,
sweet warmth of yellow sun.

Take my heart captive
so you can find his face there,
filled with mercy,
hear our quiet conversations,
my bended knee confessions

and the flutter
of this feeling,
unexplainable.

There’s no definition;
no perfect synonym

for a love like this.

~

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