Better Than Wine

For your love is better than wine, your anointing oils are fragrant..

Better Than Wine

Your Love is a sunrise
that warms the edges of my heart.

Sweeter than the richest honey,
it drifts in the air,
lifting me before the day begins.

Your touch lingers like fragrance on petals just unfurled,
soft and unforgettable.

I taste the joy of your presence
in every quiet moment,
like wine poured slow and golden.

Your words are anointing oils
that soothe the bruises of my soul.

They roll over me gentle,
perfuming the room
with hope I cannot name.

Your laughter is a melody
that plays in my chest
long after it has gone.

It makes my spirit dance,
light-footed,
unaware of the weight of the world.

Even in shadow,
your love is a lantern
burning steady and true.

I cannot hold it--
yet it fills every corner
of my being.

Each glance from you
is a sip of sweetness,
each hug a warm cloak
against the chill doubt.

Your faithfulness is richer
than a cellar of wine,
each moment more intoxicating than the
last.

I breathe you in
like the scent of jasmine
on a summer night.

Your presence lingers
long after you leave,
a perfume that cannot fade.

My heart leans toward you
like vines toward sunlight,
thirsting for warmth only you give.

In your eyes I see
the calm of still waters,
the depth of oceans unseen.

Your love is not hurried,
it flows slow,
like honey dripping from the comb to cup.

Even the wind seems to carry
a trace of your essence,
reminding me of joy.

I could search the world
for pleasures and feasts,
and yet return to you,
for nothing is sweeter.

Better than wine,
your love awakens me,
stirs me,
makes me whole.

And so I linger,
in the fragrance of your spirit,
drunk on a love
that never leaves.