My Lips Got Lost On The Way

There Is My Body, In It An Ocean Formed Of His Glory, All The Creation, All The Universes, All The Galaxies, Are Lost In It.

I Want To See You. Know Your Voice. Recognize You When You First Come 'round The Corner. Sense Your Scent When I Come Into A Room You've Just Left. Know The Lift Of Your Heel, The Glide Of Your Foot. Become Familiar With The Way You Purse Your Lips Then Let Them Part, Just The Slightest Bit, When I Lean In To Your Space And Kiss You. I Want To Know The Joy Of How You Whisper "more

I Have Seen The King With A Face Of Glory, He Who Is The Eye And The Sun Of Heaven, He Who Is The Companion And Healer Of All Beings, He Who Is The Soul And The Universe That Births Souls.

The Whole Business Of Love Is To Drown In The Sea.

Don't Insist On Going Where You Think You Want To Go. Ask The Way To The Spring.