A song to my friend
Jesus, lover of my soul.
Never forsaking.
Inviting, wooing, loving.
We exchange our secret loves.
In secret places,
No longer bound to terra,
Ascending upward,
We entwine, in dance, spinning.
Celebrating connection.
Whispering favors.
While moments captured, linger.
Linger eternal.
A taste, so sensational.
Heaven present, unfolding.
Knowing your joy felt.
Not spared from your agony.
You share unashamed.
You touch my lips, they are dumb.
Blinded eyes see their lover.
Barnyard of Heaven 