The Sweet of Honey

The Sweet of Honey

By Olivia White

To be addicted to your love 

is like being addicted to honey

How sweet it is, 

How soothing it is

How it overflows and sticks to the parts of my heart that are broken

and longing for more

Therapeutic is your love

Gentle is your love

Yet wild

Spontaneous

Mysterious and Revealing is your love

You’re a patient Father

A whispering Father

When I feel lost,

You walk and whisper “Come”

When I don’t know which way to go,

You stop and whisper “Here I am”

When I doubt,

You kneel and whisper “I love you my child”

Never forgetful are you of your child

Yet you choose to forget my sins

You choose to compassionately embrace

Forever cover me in grace

Beautiful

You call me

Treasured

You call me

Righteous

You call me

Beloved

You call me

You will always call me yours

I will always call you mine

Although the flesh of my eyes can’t see you

I see your smile

Although the flesh of my touch can’t feel you

I feel you dance with me

Although the flesh of my ears can’t hear you

I hear you sing to me

And the taste...

The taste of you’re love

I always taste the sweet of honey. 

<3 Olivia

Self Portrait Photography by Olivia White Photography
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