Jesus Was Lost In His Love For

This Poetry. I Never Know What I'm Going To Say. I Don't Plan It. When I'm Outside The Saying Of It, I Get Very Quiet And Rarely Speak At All.

Stop The Words Now. Open The Window In The Center Of Your Chest, And Let The Spirits Fly In And Out.

What You Are Seeking Is Also Seeking You.

And Patience Flees My Heart, And Reason Flees My Mind. Oh, How Drunk Can I Get To Be, Without Your Love's Security?

Tonight The Moon Kisses The Stars. O Beloved,be Like That To Me!