More Fire

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Let me spill it straight from the gut

This heart pain is like an open wound, an unchecked cut

That’s gushing and flowing, never slowing.

Dripping red into a pool of

Scarlet…

Stained…

Fingertips

With firm and constant iron grips

Kneading and applying pressure to the seat of affection.

Generating agitation, resurrection,

Creating discontent and dissatisfaction.

Until it becomes an urgent fervor,

a desperate desire

An aching cry for Refiner’s fire –

Hungry, yearning, burning, crying out for

More. Of. You.

So light a spark down in my soul

Fan the embers, watch it glow.

Blow It, feed it, stir it, grow it.

Breathe the breath of power and life

Upon the flame ‘til it inspires

A raging, roaring, uncontrolled,

Wildfire that cannot be contained

…or tamed.

A passion that is contagious. Outrageous.  Unashamedly gracious.

Intensely touching others with Your. Amazing. Love.

I want

More. Of. You.

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