I am consumed.
I am lovesick.
I am wrecked for the sake of love.
Iwait all the day for a look from Your eyes
For Your voice, for Your touch;
For You to come in the room.
Can't you hear Him coming?
My heart yearns and breaks open at the sound.
All my days are spoken for; gloriously wasted.
If I could pull
more love into me,
To push back onto You a thousand kisses,
Then I might be satisfied-
For a moment.
artwork 'The Wilderness' by Lily
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