The tempter makes me writhe,
With misplaced desire,
Inside my mind.
Sometimes, I fall..
And lose sight,
Of the greater LOVE,
That is better than any human love.
How quickly I lose sight of what is best,
And settle for what is less.
Regret and pain are in my eyes,
When I see the way I hurt my love.
When I fall short,
He is jealous and in pain..
How much more do I have to gain,
By walking on his steps again?
I gaze into those eyes of fire,
And suddenly I am gripped with a greater desire.
How do I explain his gaze?
I cannot say, dear reader,
How this works…
But the lesser pleasures cannot compare,
To the greatest PLEASURE and WHOLENESS,
That is my Lover.