Friday, February 12, 2010

Love Letter 95

Beam me up, Beloved
Beam me to your heart
where cradles calm the tides and turn the ordinary into awe
Hold me tight so I can feel the arms of the Earth support me
and breathe in the ions of the sea
Water me
with your sacred oils, and anointing tongue
and spare me my own foibles as you say my name
with such Love
I am adorned in your affection
aligned with your perfection
elated by only You

I love you
Your Beloved

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