Thinking of Him as a lover;

I feel as though you are a whispered secret,
always just a breath away from my straining ear.
Occasionally I feel the warm breath of promise,
feather light against my skin. Tantilizing.
I wake up and find small, beautiful gifts.
A small flower outside my window, butterflies dancing in the grass just outside.
You are trying to win over my heart,
Oh Lord; you desperately seek to see me swoon.
Fall desperately and entirely in love with you; at times I feel as though I will.
Showing me your might, fires blazing, thunder roaring;
as you show me the raw strength you possess, you can take care of me. I'm in awe.
Yet you have a softer side; sensitive, the sound of lapping water, a warm breeze to caress my skin.
I long to be in your arms, safe and loved beyond anything imagined!
You work ceaselessly for my heart Jesus, why am I so unable?
Earthly lovers taint my eyes, draw me blindly into their lustful chambers to steal my precious heart...
How can I find you, my love, my life?
How can you still want me?
When once I was unscarred and beautiful,
I am now blackened.
A reflection of the untainted child I had been.
The whips used to keep me broken,
desperate for love that couldnt be found in that darkened maze;
they have scarred my skin, and branded me as a corrupted sinner.
When once a glow of hope and unbreakable captivation with you, my Lord, my Lover,
when once it shone beautifully from me...
Now it bleakly releases a sliver of light, concealed beneath the scars laid on too heavily to release me!
Lover, beautiful thief of my heart,
will you rescue me?
Show me again that I am your everything,
That you yearn to have me eternally,
and that even tainted and ugly, you find me beautiful.
That you want to restore your love within me?
You truly are my only hope... Jesus. My only.
Will you see past the woman I became,
kiss the places so scarred by life and torment,
and allow new skin to blossom, pale and beautiful. Clean.
Woo my heart dear Savior, pull me in, seduce me with the promise of forever.
It is true that there is no comparison,
As a man, you are everything, as a God, you are everything.