The depths that held me clean and close now suckle at my feet.
The depths that held me clean and close now suckle at my feet.
I lost my fucking identity a million times before this one. I’m well-versed
This playlist is a slow descent through soft rain, through darkened currents, through the places within you that open only when the world goes still; let the music carry you inward, gently and completely.
Down my back, I spill open— luscious electric impulses, compulsions in love.
The whirlpool of Your love draws me down, gently spiraling in turns and swirls.
He breaks me gently so I open, coaxing me forward without force.
I practice Your name in my mouth—my heart ajar, You whisper through it, setting me gently ablaze.
Love is the haunting that never fades.
He salts my air and drags me deeper into the ocean of my soul, and it all echoes Him.
Readily and willingly, thirsting for His keep.