Oct. 6, 2016
My love, you are a comfort in this place
of godlessness, a knight among the thieves
of honor – noble victor, in your face
are remedies for much that in me grieves.
You are a wink of Christ, so dearly bought
by blood not ours, and in your arms I find
a shelter from the battles that I’ve fought,
where I can leave the loneliness behind.
You soothe my spirit, spur me on to seek
more love in Him who made us, loves us more
than we can love, and when I kiss your cheek
I glow with thoughts of all He has in store.
My darling, may I bless you in return
with deeper love than we could ever earn.