More Than.
MORE THAN.
by Jezreel Madsa
by Jezreel Madsa
I want you more
than—the sweetest accolades
that drop from men their
honeyed lips
I want you more than—the most delicate dainties,
more than—the best wines of Solomon's courts
more than—the kisses of the roses
more than—the hugs of many children
I want you, dear, far better than—the songs of the birds
better than—the restless
twinkling of the stars, more than the rarest
streams in the desert
more than shelter, more than raiment
In this earthly pilgrimage, you are more than everything.
more than fame, more than air, more than life.
second to Christ—
the superlative of everything.
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