after 6 cups of coffee

You told me to be careful
to guide that heart of mine You created.
It beats beats beats for You
(or at least i'd like it to).

i told You i'd center my
beat
beat
beat
on You
and i'd step to the rhythm
of Your Love.

But the chiseled jaw of tangible affection
courted my sentiments
and i listened to his mixed tapes
instead of Your steadfast Word.

You stayed, like You always do.
Patiently loving
waiting
waiting
waiting.
his love wouldn't last.
when my emotions fell inline with logic,
i returned to You.

Center my
beat
beat
beat
on You.
Keep the reality of Your affection
superior to the flutter in my stomach
(Because glorified nausea simply does not deliver
like the affection of the One who is most jealous for me).