well I'll throw something out there...

[gecKo]

I don't usually share my poetry but what the hey...

Killing Me

And now I see an imperfect image of You
So true, I am drowning in this thing called grace
In this place so far from home
Yet I know Your love is killing me

All they say I’ve heard again
And then the clouds cover the stars
But You are so undeniable
In rubble to shine like eternity

Would You rip away my shade
And trade myself for what is true
Only to do this grand escape
In place of what is all too easy

Whatever lies unveiled of light
Is tight wrapping around my life
Like a knife cut out this hard heart
And so start, Your love is killing me

 

[Blessed-one]

"Your love is killing me"! what true statement in a sense!

 

[two feathers]

Well written poem, gecko.

 

[endure]

yes, very very good.

 

[Vixen Evenstar]

Well done. Your very good.

 

[gecKo]

thanks, guys!

 

[oncewaslost]

great job!