Sweet kisses
6/7/14
Sweet kisses... fall on my cocoa butter arms
Licked by the Son's shining rays.
His rays TOO HOLY to touch...
Only feel...
Feeling that each individual pore laughed because He knew I was so ticklish.
So personable, He knew what I wished for and I welled up inside when the blessings began to overflow.
So I let it.
He encouraged me to let His water splash my senses because he sensed my Spirit ran dry and my eyes were all poor-ed out from this recession of love.
Love that committed suicide.
Suicide because His baby came down die.
Planned all along to dye my sheets red.
When I was already stained by darkness,
He let His blood flood my sin to cleanse it.
Bleaching my charcoal, smudged smile to be nice and bright once again.
He separated the loads of whites from the colors.
Colors so bright my eyes got corrected like laser vision.
20/20 my sight could no longer be blurred by sin.
No Claritin clear was needed for me to see the truth.
Hidden deep within the Son,
A sight so beautiful but too powerful to stare into for too long.
Oh, how I can't wait!
To see your face without the fear of pain,
Knowing there's no punishment in love.
Oh, how I will look deeply into your eyes of mercy,
Filled with grace,
Welcoming me with compassion and fortitude.
GLORY