My angel wings put up a minute and halo hung to dry out from all the tears I’ve spent waiting for this kind of love to meet me halfway.
Tag: confession
Naked Conversation
I watch You as You weigh these gifts and taste them— each one something to unwrap when and as You please.
Honey and the Whip
She feeds me honey—liquid gold, warm and alive. To drink Her love is to drown and rise again shimmering.
Crown of Bats
Bats stream from my tear ducts, scattering across my cheeks—staining me in His mischief. I smile through ancient tears as confession lifts me, and I wear them as my crown.
Natural, Untamed
I tumble over—rapture of overflow, no boundary to keep me composed. Tears quake me wide awake, raw, vulnerable.
Violent Purple
Don’t let this dull your tenderness. You still deserve love returned.
Borderline Devotion
I can feel. I can feel. I can feel You overcoming me with Your love.
Moonlight Spiritus 