The Fire of Your Love, my King, has melted my heart. Could it be, is it possible that the blood that courses through my veins is now Your Blood?
Does the beat of my heart match Your's?
Bring my heart to the point of least resistance. Let me know the joy of full surrender to You, to Your will, to Your Love, to Your passions.
Pull back the veil and let me see You face to face. As our eyes lock my heart leaps within me. Your smiling lips move not, but I hear Your voice in my Spirit. Strong as thunder, yet soft as the cooing of a dove.
The secrets that You whisper, the intimacies that are ours... none will ever know what we share. My Lover, Lover of my soul... come and take me, ravish me with Your Love.
I wildly abandon myself to You, I am Your's , let me not withhold from You one cell of my body. Take me to a place in You that is higher than myself, higher than I've ever known.
Hold me, hold me, hold me, never let me go. Let breathe Your breath, as we become One.
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