An eternal ache resounds in the rest after love is made.
Devotion enduring beyond time and flesh.
An eternal ache resounds in the rest after love is made.
My cells emoting something primal and innately soul.
Christ kisses our lips every time we take in air.
Sounds of breath meet love.
Through me they fall, sheets of electric rain descending through my body, awakening fire and heart.
Frost made repent shelters of roof, flesh, and sin.