As much as this was written for my wife it also speaks of my relationship with Christ.
I haven't given my all to my beauty.
I selfishly held on to a part of me.
Yet I demanded all from my beauty.
Where is the love in that?
Today I give myself to my beauty.
All of me, all my love.
I long for my beauty to accept my love.
I belong to my beauty.
I belong to my beauty and her love is for me.
Our desire is for us.
We long for one another.
Evil longs for us apart.
I see her pain and know her suffering.
The emptiness, loneliness, and lies wound so deep.
Wounded hearts waiting, hoping.
Come to me my love. Come to me.
I vow to protect your love.
To hold it tightly, to care for it.
To cherish its value.
I give you my all, my love.
I desire your all, my beauty.
For you to be in me and me to be in you.
I belong to my beauty and her desire is in me.