APRIL LOVE: QUIET POETRY 04.15.2016

All of you
is written upon my body.

Romance me in Word and write a love that's true.

Romance me with Holy thoughts and I'll rise to be lifted.

You have shaken me up and turned me over like

a tilled ground to plant new seeds.

I require your attention, my Gardener from lips

of prayers and fountains of new waters.

Tender grapes make tasteful wines for lips.

I'll pour.
--MIISRAEL
{Inpired from Love Letters Lips of a Priest Sept212008}