Hello my dear Prisoner of Love!
You are here! As always when I come to visit you, I find you locked up and waiting … patiently.
You just wait for me to come and pour out my sorrows or joys, my joys and sorrows, or whatever I want to tell you.
You WILL listen, truly listen and hear me, ME … all my cries, all my words, thoughts, everything … anything.
You simply wait … in love. You are a prisoner for love. It is Your love for me which holds You here.
And whatever I say, You will understand. Your love will sort through my rambling words, sifting out needs from confusion, making sense from so much doubt, worry and fear, because You love me so much, though I deserve it so little.
You are ALL Love, a Prisoner of, and by, Your own choice.
Some would call you a fool.
I call You, “My Lord and My God!”
Thank You, my dear Prisoner of Love!