The Threshing Floor





laying here in the threshing floor of your life... 
i can hear your soft rolling breaths...
i can feel the warmth of your skin...
radiating through my back... 
deep into the chambers of my heart...
where it finds it's place, settling in to stay...
assuring me that i belong to you...


as the syncopating cadence of our hearts...
stirs movement in every fiber of my being...
i struggle to stay as still as i can...
careful not to wake you before the morn...
when all will hear of the sweet love story...
God has written for us on the tablets of his heart...

all will hear the promises you've made to me...
in the stillness of this purpose-filled night...
a holy purpose that's been in the works since the beginning of time...
a journey that's brought us to this place at this God-ordained moment...
a journey that began when our hearts were knit together in the womb...

here i lay, in the threshing floor of your life, my lord, my love...
ever praying for you, as I wait and watch for the first light of day...
when the vision of our love will inhale, take breath and come alive...

until then my love...

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