We Don't Want to Stop Talking

This is just something I wrote.

it leapt out of my heart, and then out of my throat.

We Don't Want to Stop Talking
by: Me. ;)

If only one person knows my heart than I am fine,
I call him my Beloved, and he calls me "mine."
And I love that when he says my name
I am healed from my brokeness, and free from my pain.

Then I'm not worried anymore about what others believe!
He's the everything I want and the everything I need.
He's my lover and my God and I desire to be his friend;
there's nothing in my life that his hand can not mend.

I've seen him move with power, and I've heard him weep.
I know that he is gracious, and I believe his love is deep--
deeper than the unknown places of the world
deeper than the waters in this wandering girl.

Oh, He's beautiful. Yeah, I call him beautiful! He is Grace!
I call him Perfect Maker, I beckon him to this place
where I am. I want him right where I am
I want to sit with him and chat until the A.M
I want to sit with him and chat until the P.M
until we loose track of time--then it's A.M again!!!!

And that's what he is to me--- the best friend I adore.
Whatever good you can think of--he is even more.
So much more, so much stronger than the enemies sweet talk
sometimes when I wake up, I just want to take a walk

and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk with my King.
until words just aren't enough so I burst out and sing
"I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you! you're real!"
come and take me over until you are all I feel!
all that I feel inside my heart, so I can outpour with love,
oh dear God, you're all I'm asking for, you are enough."

I want to spread his kindness and I want to spread his truth
so then I cry out "Father! make me just like you!!!"
And he does, and he does, because he is faithful.
And he blesses, and he loves me, because he is able.
And so when people ask me, everyday, if I am fine...
I say "Yes! because the King looks at me and says 'she's mine'".

I am his! I am his! I am his! I am his! I am his!!
and the most powerful movement in the world is his kiss.