My love has wings

 sends my soul soaring

 Frees me to pursue better things

 things above and not below

 Things my love chooses to bestow

My love has wings

so He may come quickly to me

He takes me by the heart

till i can no longer resist

the wonderful bliss

that is His presence 

Till my baser nature 

bows low in submission 

That at the last  - His

at the last  - His

No more my own

but purchased 

by all He gave and gives

till i am fully       His

My love has light

that fills the inner chambers

of my soul

till every crooked way in me, every path

has been exposed

and becomes whole, becomes unbent, till at the last 

I'll be present 

when His heart opens wide

and he invites me inside 

to live forever,  as His bride

My live has all i need

all i desire,  all i seek

My love makes me complete 

lacking nothing  - no good thing 

has He withheld from me

For it gives Him pleasure 

to give me the keys

to His kingdom, 

to His house,

to that which my soul needs:

His wisdom, 

His heart,

that at the last

I no longer desire gifts

but the gift giver

I no longer want things

but the lover of my soul

of whom my heart sings!

No other desire can compete

with the desire to know Him

as He knows me

No longer through a glass darkly 

but face to face  -

I want what Angels and Prophets have longed for  -

His kingdom come fully in me,

because my King dines with me, personally 

What a feast!

What a meal!

For from I, the least,

You do not conceal 

or keep from me

Your kingdom's mysteries  -

most especially 

                             ......intimacy