A SWEET TRIBUTE TO MY MAN

O SWEET A THOUGHT THAT
I COULD NOT SAY
WHEN HE FILLS ME MY HEART
DOETH CRY WITHIN
MY LOVE OVERFLOWETH WITH THOUGHTS
THAT I COULD NOT SAY
MY FLESH QUIVERS WITH
CHILL BUMPS
MY FLESH BURNETH WITH
UNQUENCHED DESIRES
FILL ME LOVE STILL MY THRIST
GIVE TO ME WHICH MY SOUL
DESIRETH
LOVE ME STILL MY EYE
QUIETH MY DESIRE FILL ME
WITH THY FLESH
BRING FORTH THIS DESIRE
THAT QUESTION NOT

By Felicia McCaw