Instruments of Love

I recite your name in              the whispers of the wind

for bonded to my heart          are you until the  end

I lifted the chalice                   drank deeply of its wine

I felt of its effects                    the fullness of divine

Like the chords of piano        and dulcimers delight

your melodies do waft            through every thought at night

a master plays the chords     a violin with strings

plays my heart like a harp     whose music on it rings

Your fingers play me like       the stroke of piano keys

every touch I enjoy                your heart it aims to please

you are a symphony              whose chords have touched my heart

a birth cries transmission       of transformation every part

Songs like an aria                  may yet I learn to sing

whose vocals resonate          the inmost of my being

You left no line untouched     no strand is mine alone

made sure you did I knew      would make you me your own

 

Somewhere I lost myself        I gave it all to you

things I don't understand       reasons appear askew

I inhale you my breathe         to deepest parts within

need you to embrace me      as close as your own skin

We retire together                 speak 'neath the baleful skies

of every trial in life                 and those who live in lies

greet me in the morning        curl around me at night

sing to me of love songs       of futures very bright

 

The wedding of my heart      tears away my mind

I want to    forever                 hold you for all of time

Are not your words a bath     that removes the worlds dirt

a balm of medicine                to heal the deepest hurt

Its surpassing sweetness      a palate of good taste

love so intoxicating                no drop will go to waste

the adversary's here             and tramples the flowers

but you oh my beloved          too freely roam my hours

My life is but a breath           an instrument of song

music tells the stories           of lives and right and wrong

The scent of yesterdays       the pathways of the past

forward now the future          into the everlast

Proverbs 16

24 Gracious words are a honeycomb,
sweet to the soul and healing to the bones.

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