The soul has much to say
Summer breeze...
Licking the flame
Painfully perfect
Great expectations
Wanting to kiss you
in the worst way
...so hungry
My pen
Waiting to exhale
Frantic excavation
...for the perfect words
I write
I sing
...and I don't know why
Staring out my window
just above the trees
Looking...looking
They want to know
the source of it all
I tell them, my heart
I tell them...
Where do I go from here?
I'll go anywhere
Please...point the way
Praying, through the night
Greeting, the sun
"Such, devotion", says my Father
"Such, love", I whisper
Virgin territory
24 hour supplication
Never done that, before
...never
So long, a search
Finding my grail, made of flesh
Your taste
...where do I begin?
I'd speak of your beauty
but they won't believe me
I've touched you
...and still
It'll be warm, tonight
Stretching out in the grass
beholding His face
...summer breeze
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Summer breeze...
Summer breeze...
