I love Your presence.
Your warm embrace melts me inside, and implants seeds of joy in my heart that grow into suns, melting me even more.
I love worshipping You, and love the feel of Your Spirit rushing within, stirring me, and embracing my skin.
I love the joy You bring.
It is true that in Your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
You are my greatest love.
My holy, relentless Lover.
My David, slaying all my Goliaths.
My Romancer, spoiling me with the keepsakes of Heaven, with gifts extravagant, with pleasures far more great than any on earth, and with intimacy that awakens the deepest parts of me.
I love Your arms—they hold me like a Father’s:
pulling me closer to Your chest and letting me listen to Your heartbeat.
Your breaths fall on me like a waterfall, moving tendrils of my hair and sweeping over my face.
I love Your kisses.
The feel of Your lips on my head.
Like hot coal it burns me within, tingling every inch inside me, and causing the hairs on my body to prick up with goose bumps.
Oh how I love worshipping You!
It is my greatest joy!
My highest honor!
I think I see why the angels love worshipping You.
I’ve tasted something so divinely sweet in the act and life of worship that I cannot go back to plain food.
The pleasure draws me.
It lulls my heart, calling me more and more.
You are my greatest desire.
My highest joy.
My perfect peace.
My best comforter.
My only real and true friend.
My creator.
You are the Prince Charming who ran after my heart.
You fought every foe, and captured my affection slowly, as your love patiently captivated my heart.
You romanced me until I melted away into You.
I crumbled in Your strong arms that caressed me tenderly.
I evaporated in Your chest.
I dissolved in Your tears.
I floated in Your laughter.
You entranced me in every way.
The brightness of Your face fascinated my eyes.
You are my El Shaddai.
You’re my Rapha.
I am my Beloved’s and His desire is for me.
I love living with You.
Sharing life with You.
Awakening to find You smiling upon me by the side of the bed.
I love the feeling of Your fingers trailing my face, cupping my chin.
I love You so much that I even love Your rules!
I love Your beautiful holiness.
Your righteousness is life.
I love You.
I love You.
I love You.
You first loved me.
You will always love me.
You have secured me as your own.
I am your own.
Nothing brings me greater joy than knowing that I belong to You.
“Ashley presents us with a true cornucopia of modern psalms, personal testimonies, and short stories. She has set out to reveal and unravel some of the most complex heart issues mankind faces in our quest of understanding what true intimacy with God really looks like. Prepare to have your soul massaged and worked on as you read Visions of Celestial Love.” — Jeremy Minard, Servant King Apparel
~This poem was taken from my book Visions of Celestial Love. You can purchase a physical or ebook copy by clicking here.
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