The Wanderer

There is a flame burning deep in my heart A lone candle standing in a nighttime window Throwing shadows on the bedroom floor In the stillness Your breath is radiant in the darkness A voice from a burning bush Consuming my soul And setting my heart on fire Kneeling there Adoring your image Lips pressed to lips And flesh on flesh I writhe and moan in ecstasy Thirsty for a drop From your life-giving fountain I feel that I have searched for you forever Wandering Lost and alone But in the light of that window In your arms I have finally found a home