Desire

This desire

Red hot and burning

In my soul;

Unquenchable thirst

That is my love

For you.

Wanting a touch,

A voice,

A breeze

To dry this face

Turned

Plaintively toward

Your own.

Hungering for your

Word

Satisfied a moment

As you speak

From the ages.

Celebration cannot come

Soon enough,

To look upon your body,

Your blood,

And know that only in you

Can I be made whole.

My Lord, my God,

My light, my life, my love,

My one and my all.